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member therefore from whence thou art fallen, and repent, and do the first works; 
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place, except thou repent." — Revelations. 

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Title Page Front Cover 

Index Second Cover 

Introductory 1-4 

Columbia's Apostasy "..5-7 

Americani.sms 8 

Our Country, 'TisofThee — Hymn (Tagal Veision) ... 9 

Humbug 9, 10 

Nemesis 10-12 

His Soul is in Luzon— Song (John Brown, etc ) 12 

Songs of the Empire 13 14 

Treason — 14 

The Star Spangled Banner— Song (new words) 15 

Dewey 15 

Faith, Hope, and Charity. A prayer of aspiration — 10 

Bravely Like a Soldier Fall — Ballad 17 

f Luzonia ! \ , . , 
I^^^'i Columbia !r-^"«l Anthem 18 

Definitions 18 

Columbia (Red, White, and Blue)— Song 19 

The Argument from Providence 20-22 

America — National Hynm No. 2 22,23 

Militarism 24 

Patriotism 25,26 

Massacre Incineration, and Assassination 26-28 

Protest to the Vatican 27 

The White Man's Mission 29 

Humanity 30 

Repentance 31 

The White Man's Shame 32, 33 

American Treachery 34 35 

Slow, Slow, Slow — Song 36 

Tyranny 36 

Tenting on Luzon's Ground — Song 37 

Despotism 37 

From Crime to Crime 38 

Sword of Bunker Hill 39 

Marching Through Luzon 40 

Hooting the Battle Cry of P'reedom 41 

Religion 42 

Appendix 43-48 

Providential Numbers 43-45 

American White SlAves 45 

Avenging Blood 45 

Not Too Late 46 

The Nation an Assassin 46 

Praying for Liberty -16 

Not English Slaves 47 

Wholesale Slaughter 47 

Worse Than Hyprocritical 48 

^Gives The Lie to Our Professions for 123 Years 4S 

A War of Conquest 48 

A Prayer for Our Native Land Third Cover 

A Prayer for Our Misguided Country Third Cover 

Mystical Numbers — A Key of Providence Back Cover 



Introductory 



Within the Feast of St. Michael, the Archangel, 
Philadelphia, May lo, 1899. 

" In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and the Holy 
Ghost." Amen. 

As one who has known the degradation resulting from the bond- 
age of Satan and the slaver j of sin; as one who has known the 
elevation and dignity and grandeur of the privileges of the child of 
God; as one who realizes that the conflict daily and hourly waged 
in the soul of the individual is the same as that being waged on a 
more extended scale in the soul of the nation; as one who has long 
since realized, with the Apostle Paul, that the conflict of men and 
of nations is not merely with flesh and blood, but with the invisible, 
superhuman, and supernatural agents of evil, "with the principali- 
ties and powers of darkness in high places " ; as one to whom it has 
been given to know, in a special manner, the mighty providence of 
God as manifested in the aid and assistance rendered us by benign 
and heavenly spirits in our conflict between good and evil, I speak 
to my fellow men. In this time of commemoration of the great 
commander of the heavenly forces, St. Michael the archangel, who 
cast fallen Lucifer as Satan out of heaven, I call upon all citizens of 
this great republic who still revere the name of Christ; upon all who 
exalt the name of Deity over the Satanic principle; upon all who 
are still lovers of good and haters of evil, to stand faithful to each 
other in the present contest, crying out as children of the Most 
High, "Who is like unto. God?" and as citizens of a free land, 
" What is like unto Holy Liberty? " until we shall see hurled over 
the protecting ramparts ot this great heaven- born republic, those 
traitorous thoughts and principles of action, which have risen up in 
the hearts and minds of too many of our fellows, a menace to the 
life and the integrity of the institutions of this great nation, and 
against the perpetuation of its God-given mission of declaring just 
rights unto the people of all lands, the essential equality and frater- 
nity ot mankind under the supervising Fatherhood of God. 

"Who of you are so low that would be a bondman? If any, 
speak." Let the grand palladium of our liberties be ever preserved 
sacred among us. In one grand sentence, the fathers of this great Re- 
public anticipated the materialistic apostates of the present day. We 
will have no Caesarism in our free land. Our rights are God-given. 
We accept not the theory of human-made rights, nor will we pros- 
titute our sacred privileges upon the altar of brute force. The 
grand words of the anthem of liberty are ringing in our ears, " We 

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hold'these truths to be self-evident, that all men are born free and 
equal and have been endowed by their Creator with an inalienable 
right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness." Perish the men 
who would blot out these words and turn back, with traitorous in- 
tent, the hands-on the dial of human progress. 

If I strike my country, 'tis but to awaken her ; if I wound her, 
'tis but to heal. The surgeon who amputates the gangrened limb, 
or who incises deeply into the proud flesh is a truer friend than the 
squeamish one who stands by and looks idly on. Let no one dare 
to impugn my motives, nor accuse me of being unfaithful to the 
best interests of my native land. Let no one attaint me as being 
guilty in these premises of conduct unworthy of an American citi- 
zen. I hurl back in anticipation all such base insinuations with scorn. 
I am sensible to myself of being animated by only the purest 
motives. Love of God, of my country, and of my fellow man. I 
claim to be, and shall ever maintain that I am, as true a friend 
of my native land as any ; a truer than those who, however high 
may be their stations, have aided in dragging the fair name of this 
glorious Republic in the mire, and who have used her grand re- 
sources for their own personal aggrandisement, or for the enslaving 
of a foreign people. Above the narrow geographical limits of 
mountain and valley, of shore and of plain, of rivers and of sea, 
which enchain my fealty to one section of earth, there hangs the 
illimitable expanse of the free and unconfined air which girdles the 
whole earth. In this my soul respires ; of this it is the heaven- 
born citizen. Electrified I hear the myriad voices which communi- 
cate with me in this sphere. I listen with sympathy to the plaints 
of my far-off brothers of another land, but of the same race — the 
race of God's children. I hear the sighs of oppressed freedom 
amidst the rustle of the jungle's leaves. Recalling the red rifle 
blasts of Lexington, and the white smoke of Bunker Hill, ascending 
to the blue skies, like incense from the Altar of Freedom, I takeoff 
my hat to the volleys from the trenches. 

Never will I tarnish my soul with the heathen sentiment, " My 
country, right or wrong" — a sentiment worthy only of one who 
worships the blind forces of nature, and who makes Caesar a Deity, 
turning from the adoration and service of the Most High God of 
Eternal Justice and of Truth. I love my country, but above her I 
place sweet Liberty, and the inalieniable Rights of Mankind. I am 
an American, but I am more ; I am a Child of Freedom and a Son 
of God. 

My Country has been weiglied in the balance and found wanting. 
Faithless to her mission, she has, Judas-like, abandoned the great 
Apostolate to which she was called, and sold, like Esau, her birth- 
right for a mess of pottage. 

She has undone in a day the work of a century. She has de- 
prived the world of hope, and robbed generations yet unborn of 
their blood -bought privileges. 

She has struck the flag of Freedom in the face of a sneering 
world and dragged it in the mire of infamy. She has flung to the 
breeze not the Banner of Liberty, but the standard of slavery. 

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What shall we say to, and of, tlie men who are responsible for 
this awful departure from the principles of rectitude and right, 
which has transformed our nation into a freebooting and piratical 
community. But a year ago, on the 17th day of April, 1898, the 
Senate of these United States of America, in Congress assembled, 
declared before the whole world that the people of the island of 
Cuba were, and of right ought to be, free and independent, and that 
at least one section of the government of the United States recog- 
nized the Republic of Cuba as the true and lawful government of 
that island, and upon the strength of this declaration urged war 
with Spain in the alleged interests of justice, humanity, and self- 
government. Hardly was the war fairly begun before America, car- 
ried away by the lust of greed and the desire of self-aggrandize- 
ment, exhibited herself in the eyes of the world as a base and igno- 
ble betrayer of the rights she should have been eager to champion. 
The Republic of Cuba was assassinated. Throttled in broad day- 
light without the slightest manifestation of shame. In the Philip- 
pines a war of conquest was entered into with the most shameless 
audacity and the most unrighteous effrontery. No greater polit- 
ical crime has ever been committed than that which has changed 
our Republic from a liberty preserving community into a freebooting 
and piratical nation. 

If my land is to become the abode of tyranny and of despotism, 
if she is to become a permanent apostate to all those sacred tradi- 
tions upon which I have been fed by her as upon my mother's milk, 
let her release me from all obligations of fealty and loyalty. Like 
the daring Genoese, I would seek on the bosom of some far-off 
ocean a more favored clime. Rather would I cast in my lot with 
some lesser people animated by the fire and noble enthusiasm of 
the love of liberty, than live among a people of a more pow^erful 
nation cold and dead to all save the instincts of robbery, of oppres - 
sion, and of greed — their cult the worship of the Almighty Dollar. 

But no such sad necessity awaits us. The soul of the great 
American people may be dormant, but it is not dead. When the 
sunlight of truth fully beams upon them there will be a great 
awakening. When Americans fully realize the great infamy which 
has stained the fair pages of our history, there will be a day of 
political reckoning with the guilty ones. First a feeling of horror, 
then a thrill of indignation, and then a spasm of volcanic wrath will 
give evidence of the approach of the revolution in sentiment, which 
wall, like a tidal wave from the sea, hurl itself upon the present 
rulers of the land, and cause them to cry out for the mountains of 
oblivion to fall upon them and hide them in the valleys of forgetful- 
ness, as they hear the cry of execration arising from the throats of 
millions of incensed people. 

Nor only will they seek to escape from the living. The souls 
of the great army of American dead who have died in defense of 
their native land, and who have anointed her soil with their sacred 
blood in strife for liberty for themselves and for the downtrodden 
of other lands are still among us, and around about us. In serried 
ranks they march to the rendezvous and gather about the capitol 

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building at Washington. There more than one guilty conscience 
will be awakened, and in the lone still hours of the night more than 
one eye will witness the sight of myriad ghastly fingers of a spectral 
army pointed at them in mingled derision and scorn, while from a 
million of patriot mouths will be heard the damning accusation : 
"Thou did' st it". 

This is still the Land of Washington, and of Jefterson, and of 
Lincoln. The land of Lexington, and of Bunker Hill, and of Val- 
ley Forge. The land of Fort Sumter and of Gettysburg. There 
are millions who do not forget this, even though there be countless 
thousands who do. We may yet have another war to fight to 
determine whether the land which civil strife could not destroy is to 
be sold by its own sons. 

And what matters it to us if among these there be men whom 
we once held in high honor for the services they gave and the 
uniform they wore. 

We forget not that in days of old there was one who lost a leg 
in defense of his country, who bravely fought for his country's 
cause, who daringly led his country's sons in battle against his 
country's foes, and yet the Continental uniform, sanctified by the 
noble patriotism and the sterling integrity of Washington, and by 
the devotion of barefooted soldiers in the snows of Valley Forge, 
served not to prevent our execration of a Benedict Arnold, who sold 
us, but who could not deliver us, to England. Let President 
McKinley and certain other members of the Grand Army of the 
Republic profit by this example. 

May 22d, 1899 

Robert Stevens Pettet 




Columbians Apostasy 



Awake, O God, Thy righteous wrath, 
Send us deserved aftermath, 
Teach us that peoples do Thy will, 
Who justly act, not rob and kill, 
Incited by their hearts' wild greed, 
Teach us our country can succeed. 
Through rectitude and not through might. 
Since, Lord, we turn the day to night, 
Smite us in wrath, in mercy smite,- 

For we forget, yea, we forget. 

Teach us the eagle soars in air, 
There with its mate to fitly pair. 
The king of beasts with beastly kings, 
May do alone unrighteous things ; 
'Tis ours to keep a stainless name. 
To walk before Thee void of blame. 
Into temptation now we fall, 
Responding to the lion's call ; 
Scourge us, O Lord, yea, scourge us all. 
For we forget, yea, we forget. 

Our aid to Cuba just and right. 
Thou gavest aid, sent glory bright ; 
Now borne away by lust and pride. 
We seek far lands to override ; 
We offer terms to foemen brave. 
Not to ennoble, to enslave. 
Our Boys in Blue no longer fight 
For Freedom fair, 'tis Slav'ry's blight ; 
Send us again, O Lord, Thy light, 

For we forget : yea, we forget. 

For many years we held on high, 
The Stars and Stripes beneath the sky ; 
Till Freedom woke in foreign lands, 
Now shamelessly our country stands. 
Unto the world she doth reveal, 
Prone Freedom's neck beneath her heel, 
Red blood Columbia's garment dyes. 
For vengeance unto heav'n it cries , 
Shall she possess what she denies ? 

How we forget : how we forget. 



Fair Freedom by Columbia slain, 
Oppressed lands may cry in vain, 
Bright progress now comes to a halt. 
Since we have lost the saving salt. 
We once from masters set men free, 
Now we of men would masters be. 
A bird of prey the eagle flies, 
Our brother's blood to heaven cries, 
Blind, Lord, Saul-like, our guilty eyes, 
For we forget, yea, we forget. 

Our souls are filled with lust of gain, 
Our land's demoralized, 'tis plain ; 
No higher thought inspires us now. 
Than that which guides the pirate's prow. 
A venal press makes simples, fools. 
Bad leaders make of masses tools, 
O Lord, give thought to thoughtless minds, 
Remove each chain which justice binds. 
Till vengeful stroke each wrong act finds ; 
For we forget, yea, we forget. 

The rice field's red and bloody stain. 
The jungle's shriek, and leaden rain. 
The passions foul that demons sate. 
The countless homes burned desolate ; 
The naked slain, the murdered dead, 
Cry woe and vengeance on our head, 
The land is filled with ranc'rous hate. 
The air with anguish all afreight, 
Breeds pestilence within our state, 

For we forget, yea, we forget. 

Vials of wrath (on guilty heads). 
Pour out, O Lord, they've torn to shreds, 
Our banner loved, our starry flag, 
They'd wave aloft a pirate's rag. 
These men who guide and rule the state. 
Their power shrink, their strength abate. 
They've turned our noble ship aside, 
Unhelmed, out on an ocean wide. 
With tattered sails, 'mid bloody tide. 

How they forget ; how they forget. 

We hear the maelstrom's deaf'ning roar, 
We view the despot's treacherous shore, 
Where conquest's siren voices lure, 
Away from moorings tried and sure ; 
We hear the slave's wild shriek of pain, 
See blood of freemen slied in vain ; 
See love and truth, ah ! once so bright. 
Vanishing into depths of night ; 
Give, Lord, one swift stroke for the right, 
For we forget, yea, we forget. 
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Teach us that we should, to expand, 
Hail Freedom's birth in ev'ry land, 
Succoring there her weakest child, 
Though monarchs rage and kings go wild, 
America's to sympathize 
With men dying for that we prize, 
Sweet liberty ! O God, arise, 
Thy chosen land this boon denies, 
Strike, Lord, the scales from off our eyes. 
For we forget, yea, we forget. 

Thy lightnings from the heavens hurl, 
With drenching floods and fires to curl, 
And shrink our forces, land and sea. 
That all may know who dwell in Thee, 
That right forevermore shall make 
Advance, and wrong forever quake. 
Till beggars at Thy feet we fall. 
And bloody legions homeward call, 
Smite us, O Lord, yea, smite us all. 

For we forget ; yea we forget. 

Till unto truth, like ancient Paul, 
Converted, we the nations call, 
Teach strength shall not in lust of greed. 
Quench smoking flax, break bruised reed. 
Teach those who' re blest shall freely give. 
That e'en the poorest ones may live. 
Bid us the stolen land restore. 
Forgive, ii we but sin no more. 
Else punish. Lord, afflict us sore, 

For we forget, yea, we forget. 



Again the distant lands invite, 
Give balm to wounded hearts we smite, 
Retrace our steps while yet there's time, 
(To err is human, repent sublime). 
To brutish strength they have recourse. 
Who lack Columbia's moral force. 
Ours forevermore to stand, 
The unconq'ring, unconquered land, 
Which wars not, save when Freedom calls, 
Whose noble deeds hot hate forestalls. 
Our present acts right sense appals ; 

How we forget ; how we forget. 

April 22d, 1899 

Blessed are they that wash their robes in the blood of the 
Lamb, that they may have a right to the tree of life— without are 
dogs, and sorcerers, and viiuderers, and every one thai lovetli and 
maketh a lie. — Revelation. 



AMERICANISMS 

The populatiDU of Luzon is reported to be something over 
3,000,000, mostly natives. These are gentle, docile, and, under 
just laws and with the benefits of popular education, would soon 
make good citizens. — George Dewey. 



In a telegram sent to the department June 23 I expresssed the 
opinion that these people are far superior in their intelligence, and 
more capable of self-government than the natives of Cuba, and I am 
familiar with both races. Further intercourse with them has con- 
firmed me in this opinion. — George Dewey. 



I consider the forty or fifty Philippine leaders, with whose for- 
tunes I have been very closely connected, both the superiors of the 
Malays and the Cubans. Aguinaldo, Agoncillo, and Sandico are 
all men who would all be leaders in their separate departments in 
any country. —Rounseville Wildman, American Consul General, 
Hong Kong. 

There has been a systematic attempt to blacken the name of 
Aguinaldo and his cabinet on account of the questionable terms of 
their surrender to the Spanish forces a year ago this month. It 
has been said that they sold their country for gold; but this has 
been conclusively disproved, not only by their own statements, but 
by the speech of the late Governor-General Rivera in the Spanish 
Senate, June 11, 1898. — Rounseville Wildman, American Consul 
General. 



May 24th, 1898. — Today I executed power of attorney where- 
by Aguinaldo releases to his attorneys in fact, $400,000 now in bank 
in Hong Kong, so that the money can pay for 3,000 stands of arms 
bought there and expected here tomorrow. — Oscar F. Williams, 
United States Consul to Manila. 



Fourth of July, 1898. — Senor Don Emil Aguinaldo, General: 
The United States of America has entire sympathy and most friendly 
sentiments for the native people of the Philippine Islands. 

For these reasons I desire to have most amicable relations with 
you, and to have you and your people cooperate with us in the 
military operations against the Spanish forces. 

July 6th, 1S98. — For this I would like to have your Excellency's 
advice and cooperation, as you are best acquainted with the re- 
sources of this country. — Thomas M. Anderson, General com- 
manding U. S. forces, Cavite. 

Senate Docket No. 62, page 499. — All the success was on the 
natives' side,, and the Spaniards surrendered between 7,000 and 
8,000 men, well armed, plenty of ammunition, and in good physical 
condition. The excuse of the latter may be that their enemy was 
in small bands; but they never captured one of these, and the small 
bands drove them to their walls. — General Whittier. 



June 17th, 1898. — Admiral Dewey reports sweeping victories of 
Filipinos, under Aguinaldo, at Manila ; 2500 Spanish prisoners 
taken by the insurgents. 

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Tagal Version {Old Tune) 

OUR COUNTRY, 'TIS OF THEE 

Our country, 'tis of thee, 
Sweet land of liberty. 

Of thee we sing; 
Land where our fathers died. 
Land of the Tagal' s pride. 
From jungle to sea side 

Let freedom ring. 

Our native country, thee, 
Land of the brave and free, 

Thy name we love ; 
We love thy rocks and rills. 
Thy rice fields, templed hills ; 
Our heart with rapture thrills 

Like that above. 

Our volleys swell the breeze, 
R.eechoing from the trees 

Sweet freedom's song : 
Let tyrants fear and quake. 
Who would our dear land take, 
E'en tho' our hearts they break, 

Our fight prolong. 

Our fathers' God, to Thee, 
Author of liberty. 

To Thee we sing : 
Long may our land be bright 
With freedom's holy light ; 
Protect us with Thy might, 

Great God, our King. 

May 8th, 1899 Feast St- Michael 



HUMBUG 

It would be laughable were it not a matter of too great serious- 
ness to witness the antics of the imperialist writers in their daily 
task of trying to keep up with events and still retain their hold on 
the minds of the slowly discerning public. Their arguments are 
their own best refutation. In one line we are told that we are an 
incomparably humane people and that we never seek to acquire ter- 
ritory except for the benefit of the people inhabiting it. Next comes 
a wald screech for extermination of the Tagals, who inhabit the land 
we wish to occupy, and, as we are quick to recognize the fact that 
it is a law of nature that two bodies cannot occupy the same space 
at one time, so we are as quick to realize that there is no good Fil- 
opino (in our own estimation) but the one who is dead and buried. 

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and out of our sight and path. Forg-ettino- our boasted humanity 
and recollecting only our greed we straightway proceed to murder 
and bury the object of our fraternal regard. Next, we are told that 
the anti-imperialist is entitled to lo years' imprisonment and $10,000 
fine and nothing but executive clemency prevents his getting it; that 
he is dealt with as a baby who can do no harm, then comes a wild 
howl that if it had not been for the baby the war in the Philippines 
would have been over long ago. Next, we are told that the Amer- 
ican volunteer is tumbling over himself in his eagerness to reenlist, 
and right on top of it comes telegrams to the governors of states, 
signed by the officers of regiments, demanding the instant release 
of the/egiments. Next, we are assured that the administration is tak- 
ing every pains to keep good faith with the soldier boys whose 
times have expired and that transports are on the way to bring them 
home, and then we are informed that the transporting has been put 
off so late that by the time it begins nearly all the boys may be as 
good as the good Filopinos. Then we are treated to grand prom- 
ises of taking the "enemy" in reverse, but the only reverse we 
see is the reverse of the thing promised. Then we have an ever 
victorious general who has crushed his foe, stopping for days to 
parley with him, it is said, to hide the failure of the army to carry 
out the proposed movement which was to result in bottling up 
the Filopino. Meanwhile a censorship is maintained in regard to 
news which is, according to James Creelman, the well-known corres- 
pondent, more rigid than that of Weyler, the Butcher, and the 
American people are hurried into evil and wretched courses while 
being kept in dire ignorance of the real status of the case. Truly 
we are a free people. Truly, Barnum was right when he said the 
American people loved to be humbugged. Here we are glorifying 
in our own infamy, exulting in our own shame, and riveting the 
iron collars of despotism around our own necks, and all for amuse- 
ment. 



NEMESIS 

When Spain had surrendered and given up the fight all busi- 
ness of the United States with the occupancy of the Philippine 
Islands should have been ended. That should have been our in- 
tention, and it should have been plainly as well as officially given 
forth to the Filopino as well as to the whole world. If we desired 
reimbursement for the expenses of the war, made in defense ot the 
Republic of Cuba, we should have obtained it not by the theft of 
the Philippines from the natives, but by requiring a money in- 
demnity from Spain. Under no circumstances should we have pur- 
chased from .Spain a people she had endeavored to enslave, unless 
with the intention of immediately manumitting them. If it is an 
illegal thing for any individual American to buy his fellow man, and 
hold him in subjection as a slave, then it is equally wrong for 
Americans in the aggregate to do the same thing. The matter 
does not admit of discussion. We have in the past held up to 

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scorn and placed in the criminal category the Slave hunter and 
trader of Africa, and the American purchaser and Slave holder. We 
have placed both beyond the pale of honest citizens. Today the 
Filopino is the hunted slave. Spain is the Slave himting trader, and 
America the purchasing Slavf holder. She is justifying- herself by 
means of the same old pernicious sophistries, used of old, the bet- 
terment of the condition of the slave as an excuse for the slavery, 
the same which in the past was the stock argument ot the Southern 
slave holder in defense of his pet institution. 

After the Declaration of Independence had been supplemented 
by the Proclamation of Emancipation, and sealed in the blood of a 
great people, after the wrong of centuries had been to a certain ex- 
tent atoned for by the enfranchisement of the negro, America's bar- 
tering with Spain, and buying a whole people against their consent, 
betraying liberty and destroying as far as it lay in her power the 
sacred principle of equal rights, which it was her avowed mission to 
uphold, can only be compared with the act of the High Priests of 
the Temple of old purchasing the life of the Light of the World at 
the hands of the wretched Judas for thirty pieces of silver. 

Vengeance is Mine, I will repay, says the Lord God of Hosts. 
America dare not say through the mouths of her representatives, 
nor through her own acquiescence in their misdeeds, "Let the blood 
we have shed be upon us and upon our children". Such an im- 
precatory prayer would ascend before the throne of God to become 
a stench in the nostrils of the Most High. He will punish us for 
our national crimes without our invoking that punishment m any 
other way than by our deeds. Like Lady Macbeth, haunted by 
the memory of hideous offense, and wailing aloud "Out, damned 
spot ! " as her tortured imagination called up to her vision the spec- 
tral blood drops upon her hand, so our own Columbia, as she. re- 
morsefully reviews her own guilty course in the Philippines and 
comes to a realizing sense of the present as well as the future pun- 
ishments that await her, will wring her own hands as she has wrung 
the hearts of others. Like Rachel, she will be compelled to weep for 
her children and refuse to be comforted because they are not. Al- 
ready the first vial of wrath descends upon a guilty country. The 
world has been called to witness our boastful and arrogant nation 
false to itself and to its God, descending to the barbarities of ancient 
and pagan Rome. In amazement the people of foreign lands be- 
hold the lurid skies of America— those skies from which, as the 
inspired words of our poet declare, ' ' Freedom tore the azure robe 
of night, and set the stars of glory there"— these skies have been 
lighted up, to the horror of the civilized world, with human torches, 
while American citizens, of Northern and Southern birth, have, like 
ravening wolves, torn to pieces human flesh to glut and fatten their 
lust for remembrance. We have become, in the midst of our boast- 
ing, a spectacle to the rest of the world as an apostate nation de- 
scending to a level little above the cannibal tribes of the Dark Con- 
tinent. It is the vengeance of God upon us for our sins. The 
boastful palladins of human liberty, we have fallen into the hands of 
Satan, and become his bond slaves through the influence of our 

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own hellish lusts. Each day finds our unhappy country sinking 
lower and lower into the depths of privale and public infamy, each 
day finds it seeking a lower level, and already the assassins of 
Freedom of the Philippines are advocating the perpetration of the 
crime ofdisenfranchising the negro and robbing him of his blood- 
bought rights. In the stress laid by them upon the fact of the in- 
crease of crime among the negro population since the civil war, 
they Ignore the fact that there has been a terrible increase in crime 
during the same time among the white skinned people, and that 
owing to the intensely imitative character of the darker people we 
have no legitimate reason to be surprised at their following in the 
evil ways of their white-skinned brethren. 



HIS SOUL IS IN LUZON 

John Brown's body lies mouldering in the grave, 
John Brown's body lies mouldering in the grave. 
Mouldering in the land his spirit strove to save, ' 
But his soul is in Luzon. 

Glory, glory, hallelujah. 

Glory, glory, hallelujah, 

The lamp he lit he will keep aflame, 

He'll keep it burning still. 

John Brown's body lies mouldering in the grave, 
John Brown's body lies mouldering in the grave. 
Were the old man here he'd curse each scurvy knave. 
Chaining freedom in Luzon. 

Out of his mouth he would spew you, 
Out of his mouth he would spew you. 
The lamp he lit he will keep aflame, 
He will keep it burning still. 

John Brown's body lies mouldering in the grave, 
John Brown's body lies mouldering in the grave,' 
You may dig up the earth and his dust enslave, ' 
But his soul is in Luzon. 

Glory, glory, hallelujah, 

Glory, glory, hallelujah, 

The lamp he lit he will keep aflame, 

He will keep it burning still. 

His gaunt old form towers now on Luzon's hill, 
His deep set eyes are blazing fiercely still, 
With grim, set teeth he is shooting to kill, 
With his black boys in Luzon. 

Glory, glory, hallelujah, 

Glory, glory, hallelujah. 

The lamp he lit he will keep aflame, 

He will keep it burning still. 
Atlantic City, May 14th, 1899 

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SONGS OF THE EMPIRE 

A well known writer once declared that if it were given him to 
write the songs of his people, he cared not who made its laws. In 
the same spirit, if it might be my privilege to stimulate the minds 
of my fellow citizens to a greater loyalty to the ideas of the past — a 
more decent respect for the rights of those at home, with a juster 
regard for the weaker people abroad, I could not find it in my 
heart to envy those degraded placemen who, stooping to the 
ignominious task of pandering to the vices of their fellow men, 
rise to popular favor by trimming their sails to every ignoble wind 
that blows. 

From the ancient folk lore of the American people, from the 
dim recesses of the almost forgotten past, I have resurrected some 
memories of the inspiration which used once to fire our hearts. 

When liberty was the word we used to conjure with, when free- 
dom was the charm to awake within us the noblest sentiment of our 
souls, these songs had wondrous influence over us. That was be- 
fore the wild dream of expansion and imperialism had awakened a 
lust for conquest in our people, and before the fateful vision of be- 
coming a hated world power had taken possession of us. 

Deeming these ballads and sacred hymns a litde too antiquated, 
and not sufficiently fin de siecle in their original form, I have taken 
the liberty of revising them and bringing their sentiments into 
greater harmony with the present aspirations of our people. Retain- 
ing the old tunes, I have furnished words of a more up-to-date 
character, and respectfully dedicate them to those who are fond of 
the old airs. 

I would also remind certain imperialistic members of the 
Grand Army of the Republic that the old man whose memory I 
have reembalmed in verse — whose example in life and whose 
marching soul after death proved in days of old such an inspiration 
to them ; whose name, pouring out in song from myriad throats, 
resounded through the valleys and reechoed from the hill sides of 
the Southern country as they went tramping through it — was legally 
a traitor, and died upon the gallows. For all this they seemed to 
have a great love tor him. Or were they merely a lot of brainless 
parrots uttering sounds void of meaning to themselves. 

When by an effort of the imagination we recall the multitude of 
voices, which from the valleys and mountains, from the hills and 
the plains, from the children in the schoolhouses and the people by 
the firesides, have, throughout the length and breadth of this great 
land, in the past one hundred years, ascended in patriotic song 
addressed to the throne of the Most High God, in invocation of his 
holy name, by a supposed liberty loving people, in sacred aspiration 
for freedom, our present apostasy appears all the blacker. Small 
wonder that at the unveiling of the Hartranft monument the mock- 
ery of offering such hymns to God, by a multitude in sympathy 
with a war of conquest and the destruction of liberty in the Philli- 
pines, should be followed by a sign of wrath in the sudden death of 
so many participants in the hollow rite. Small wonder that at the 

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Peace Jubilee in Washington the float filled with children wearing 
the national colors, should in the presence of the President be precipi- 
tate to the earth to wound the children, who had been singing the 
airs of a land so false to its blessings and its privileges. 

Invoking the God of Freedom while slaying freedom is a 
blasphemy worthy of judicial punishment. 



TREASON 

The cry of the multitude is not the law of the land. The will 
of the reckless majority, until it is constitutionally expressed, has 
no binding force. It may, however, result in treasonable action 
against the law of the land, and the rights of the minority. Though 
a majority of our people may be at the present moment of feverish 
exci<^ement favorable to an unlawful exercise of power on the part of 
the President, that will not deprive the Chief Magistrate of guilt, 
nor free him from the accusation of infringing upon the rights of the 
people, and of being false to the laws of the land in transcending the 
limits of his authority. No more dangerous idea can prevail than 
that because in a time of temporary fever a majority favor a radical 
trespass upon the rights of others, therefore public officials may 
govern their course in accordance with such sentiments. This is 
mob rule and lynch law, not constitutional privilege and judicial 
action. Besides, it is dangerous for the officials. The sentiments 
of the people may experience a sudden change, and there be n one 
to call them to account. Not so with the official. 

We strongly protest against the term "the rulers of the land " 
being used, except in a limited sense, as a matter of courtesy. We 
have no divine right of Kings, nor of Presidents, nor of public offi- 
cials. We are the rulers of ourselves. We, the people. There is 
none above us save Almighty God. He is our ruler alone. Pub- 
lic officials are our servants — agents employed by us, to whom we 
trust the administration of our affairs : men whom we have a con- 
stitutional right to criticise and call to account. Let them remem- 
ber that they are servants of the people. The God- Man himself 
hath set us an example in washing the feet of his disciples, instruct- 
ing them to do so to one another, saying also " He that would be 
greatest among you let him be as one that serveth". Today this 
title adheres to the occupant of the Chair of Peter, spiritual head of 
over two hundred millions of souls, " Servant of the servants of 
God". The President and lesser officials of the American Repub- 
lic can be no more. 

American scoundrelism is no more acceptable than the scoun- 
drelism of other peoples. American robbery is no more justifi- 
able than the robbery of other nationalities. American murders 
are as foul as those committed by less enlightened communities, 
and whether such things are done by the Anglo Saxon under the 
cover of a blue coat or a red, with or without government com- 
mission, they are no less fit subjects for the condemnation of all 
honest men, as they certainly are of Almighty God, who has told 
us that the future he has in store for the liar, thief^ and mur- 
derer is the lake of fire. 

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THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER 

Oh ! say can you see by Luzon's lurid light, 

The flag we once hailed as the pledge of redeeming ; 

Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the trojncal night 
Revealed we were there with bayonets gleaming ; 

While the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air. 

Were sent right along Fillipinos to scare. 

Oh ! say does that star-spangled banner yet wave, 

O'er the land we would steal and the men we'd enslave? 

Now where is that band who so vaunting! y swore, 
'Mid the havoc of war and the battle's confusion, 

Their home and their country they'd treasure and store ; 
Their blood has washed out their dark footsteps' pollution ! 

No refuge could save the patriot brave. 

From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave. 
Since the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave 
O'er the land we would steal and the men we'd enslave! 

Oh ! thus be it ever when freemen shall stand 

A long way from home 'mid sin's desolation. 
With the one common purpose to steal foreign land, 

Dishonoring the Power that hath made us a nation. 
Then conquer we must, though our cause is unjust, 
Forsaking our God, in our Dollars we trust. 

For the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave 

O'er the land of our greed and the home of the slave. 

Oh ! how besiuteous it is, how inspiring, how grand. 
To have North, West, and South united in feeling ! 

Emulating each other in the wickedness planned ; 
A murd'rous spirit of rapine revealing ; 

To the winds they have cast the freedom of man. 

While all who oppose they'd place under a ban. 

That the star-spangled banner in triumph may wave 
O'er the land they would steal and the men they'd enslave. 
May 22, 1899. 

DEWEY 

The Secretary of Agriculture, with true American exaggera- 
tion and lack of consideration for the truth, writes that " Dewey in 
a day gave us an archipelago' ' . No, Dewey did not give us an 
archipelago in a day, nor has he given us one at all. Dewey won 
us a grand victory in a day, but he had to invoke the assistance of 
Aguinaldo for months afterwards in the military occupation of the 
archipelago in opposition to the Spanish forces. It was not Dewey 
who saddled this unfortunate Philippine war upon us. This colossal 
elephant, the responsibility for which has caused us to pile up a 
mountain of crimes, was not of Dewey's making. This is one of 
the things of which we are glad it cannot be said, " Dewey did it". 
Besides, we haven't got the archipelago yet. First catch your 
hare, and then cook him. 

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FAITH, HOPE, AND CHARITY 

Looking confidently forward to the opening of the 20th cen- 
tury — the third in the era of our existence — we had hoped to see it 
welcome us with a bright sunburst of an assured freedom, whose 
illuminating rays and glad and cheery warmth, would presage, both 
for our own and other lands, illimitable hope for the distant future. 
Are we doomed to disappointment? Let us hope not. Though we 
descend the steep incline of the 19th century, to find it termin- 
ating in the dark night of despotic might, let us trust that our sun 
of freedom has met with but a temporary eclipse, has sufifered but a 
momentary obscurity, and that our gallant ship of state, emerging 
from the stygian darkness in which it is now enveloped, partly sub- 
merged in the bosom of the dark sea of the present time, may 
yet proudly sail, in the full blaze of the glorious sun of freedom, 
into the welcoming ports of the 20th century, with her starry flag, 
gaily flying above stainless decks, nailed to her masthead, with the 
words, "all men are born free and equal", written in distinguishable 
and indelible letters of gold on her prow to prove her still true to 
her G)d-given mission — that mission entrusted to her by high 
heaven, whose motto still is "Glory to God in the highest, and 
peace on earth to men of good will' ' . 

It cannot be possible, O, our beloved country — the land which 
once was the asylum of the persecuted — the refuge of the oppressed 
— the budding hope of the present — the roseate promise of the 
future — it cannot be possible that we have loved thee in vain. It 
cannot be possible, O, our beloved Columbia — the Gem of the 
Ocean — the Land of the Brave and the Free — thou of whom we, in 
the innocence of childish faith, assembled together in the little, red, 
village school houses, so proudly and so fervently sang — it cannot be 
possible that after all thou art to become the nursing mother of ty- 
rants and the hotbed of despotic crimes and vices. Perish the 
thought. Almighty God, forbid. Forbid it, too, every true Amer- 
ican heart which yet beats responsive to the name of freedom. 
Great God. The God of our fathers. The Omnipitent Being to 
whom our immortal Washington, in the darkest hour of our early 
history, addressed himself in supplication, kneeling in the snow of 
Valley Forge, to thee we cry. Thou, alone, canst save us and our 
beloved country from the vile passions of its ignoble and degenerate 
sons. We pray thee to preserve in our land and in ourselves the 
cherished ideals of our earliest youth. We pray for our country, 
the land of Washington, that it may prove true to the grand and 
noble mission which thou hast entrusted to it. We pray for our 
country — that country of which we have so often, in good faith 
proudly boasted. For the land of our birth, that land which we 
have so long cherished in our fondest dreams of human regenera- 
tion, as the "Sweet Land of Liberty". For that land, unto thee, 
O, God, the creator of men, the ruler and guide of nations, the dis- 
penser of all things, we, in all sincerity of heart, most fervently 
pray. Grant that the aspirations of our hearts may be attained, 
our dearest hopes fulfilled. 

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To my Native Land 

BRAVELY LIKE A SOLDIER FALL 

My country give me mission true, 

I would not other men enthrall ; 
I'll give my blood, yea ! die for you, 

The wiles of traitors to forestall : 
But ask me not a slave to be, 

For nobler works upon me call ; 
Mine be the task to set men free 

Or, bravely like a soldier fall. 

My life is thine, with heart and soul, 

In any task which He approves. 
I'll march whene'er thy drum taps roll ; 

Yea ! bind myself in strictest grooves. 
Yet claim I still a freeman's right. 

Dark slav'ry doth my soul appall, 
For freedom only will I fight, 

Or, bravely like a soldier fall. 

My soul is mine, I own it still : 

I'll yield it up to God alone 
If for my country I must kill, 

Let righteous cause the deed atone. 
I will not wrong my fellow man. 

E'en tho' my own dear country call. 
I'd rather brook the tyrant's will, 

And bravely like a soldier fall. 

When rulers guide the country ill. 

And rashly pervert righteous laws. 
Compelling men to rob and kill. 

The freeman then must stop and pause : 
'Tis his the land from wrong to save, 

'Tis his the task to strengthen all. 
E'en death from tyrants he must brave. 

Yea, nobly like a soldier fall. 
May 7th, 1899— Anniversary of the Apparition of the Angel. 

It is in the providence of God that our country has been chosen 
as an instrument to aid in the freeing of several weaker peoples 
from an unrighteous Spanish domination, but it is through the 
machinations of Satan, and through the folly and turpitude of weak 
and of unprincipled men, who have made themselves his willing 
tools and accomplices, that the name and glory of this great re- 
public have been tarnished, and its credit diminished, by an un- 
scrupulous endeavor to offset providential blessings by a wicked 
perversion of the rights and privileges of those who have been 
committed to our care. 

Deceit is in the heart of them that think evil things, but joy 
followeth them that take counsels of ^^(t'AZ&.— Proverbs. 

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Dual Version 



„.,, (LUZONIA! 
"'^''- I COLUMBIA! 



Hail l^Sbia-^-PPyl-^' 
Hail ye heroes ! heaven-born band ! 

Who fought and bled in freedom's cause, 

Who fought and bled in freedom's cause, 
And when the storm of war was gone, 
Enjoyed the peace your valor won ; 

Let independence be your boast, 

Ever mindful what it cost, 

Ever grateful for the prize, 

Let its altar reach the skies. 

Firm — united — ever be 
Rallying 'round your liberty ; 
As a band of brothers joined. 
Peace and safety you shall find. 

Immortal patriots ! rise once more, 
Defend your rights, defend your shore ! 
Let no rude foe, with impious hand, 
Let no rude foe, with impious hand. 
Invade the shrine where sacred lies, 
Of toil and blood the well-earned prize. 
While offering peace sincere and just, 
In heaven we place a manly trust, 
That Truth and Justice will prevail, 
And every scheme of bondage fail. 

Firm — united, etc. 



DEFINITIONS 

American Anti-Imperialist. — One who loves his country's in- 
stitutions and liberties. A descendant of George Washington. 

American Imperialist — A destroyer of the Republic. An 
aggressive criminal. A descendant of George the Third, the 
English Fool-Tyrant. 



The success of the American arms in the Phillipines, with the 
present aims of the Administration, would be the greatest dis- 
aster that could befall this country. Therefore, as a lover of the 
best interests of my native land, I pray Almighty God that he 
may send us such reverses as will open our eyes to the folly of our 
undertaking, and the criminality of our conduct in the Phillipines 
in our efforts to enslave millions of human beings who are as much 
entitled to their own government as we are to ours, whose souls 
are filled with as high aspirations for freedom as animated the hearts 
of American heroes who braved British brutality and bullets 
in 1776, and whose blood poured out upon their native soil in 
defense of their inalienable rights of self-government, is as sacred 
before God as that which dyed the green turf of Lexington or red- 
dened with patriotic sacrifice the consecrated sod of Bunker's Hill. 

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COLUMBIA 

Oh ! Columbia, the gem ol" the ocean, 

Which land of Iree men wert to be, 
Thou turnest our hearts from devotion, 

We scarce can pay homage to thee ; 
Thou once made tyrants to tremble, 

Thy office the enslaved to free, 
Now learning to wrong and dissemble. 

Thou makest men slaves unto thee. 

We grieve for the Red, White, and Blue, 
We grieve for the Red, White, and Blue ; 

Our Army and Navy you sever 
From Right and from Liberty true. 

Our President, over the ocean. 

Keeps soldiers who now home should be. 
We witness Columbia's abortion. 

Things foul and things monstrous we see ; 
Weak peoples the tyrants apportion — 

Great God ! can such things still be ? 
Our land through force makes extortion, 

Columbia with thieves doth agree. 

We grieve for the Red, White, and Blue, 
We grieve for the Red. White, and Blue ; 

Our Army and Navy we sever 
From Right and from Liberty true. 

O Columbia, for thee we are weeping. 

We gave true hearts unto thee ; 
God gave men's rights to thy keeping ; 

We held men equal and free ; 
Thy sons now in crimes thou art steeping. 

Thy garments are died in their blood ; 
A harvest of woe thou art reaping. 

Iniquity gomes like a flood. 

We grieve for the Red, White, and Blue, 
We grieve for the Red, White, and Blue ; 

Our Army and Navy we sever 
From Right and from Liberty true. 
Philadelphia, May 5th, 1S99 

Which one of us would not rather be the selected victim of a 
despotic tyrant than his willing slave and a besotted panderer to his 
vices ? Which one of us would not glory in being a martyr of Lib- 
erty and a willing sacrifice upon the Altar of Freedom rather than 
a conscienceless betrayer of the rights of a free people ? Perhaps 
some further encroachment upon American liberties, some further 
exhibition of despotic power on the part of the officials at Wash- 
ington, is just what is needed to awaken the American people from 
the foolish dream, that they can have their own rights respected by 
men, whom they aid and encourage and assist, in the infamous task of 
destroying without cause the rights of a foreign people. 

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THE ARGUMENT FROM PROVIDENCE 

The Lord having- made all things, declared all things good. 
Every number of the Lord's is good, even the number 13. Yet 
because of the principle of liberty implanted in creation that which 
the Lord made good may, through perversion from its proper end, 
make of itself an evil. When he came on earth to set in operation 
the grand propaganda of truth and to effect the scheme of man's 
redemption, he came in the fullness of his triune being (3) to man- 
ifest his povi^er (10), and as the representation of this chose for his 
symbol the number 13 — Himself, joined to his twelve apostles. 
When in the fullness of time his providence decreed that a people 
should be raised up, representative of man's political and social 
equality, he bestowed the great apostolate of human hberty as a 
sacred trust into the hands of a nation whose flag was adorned by 
13 stars of glory, set in heavenly blue, with 13 stripes of mingled 
white and red, fitting svmbol of him whose white and seamless gar- 
ment was dyed with the red of his sacred blood, shed to release 
man from the greatest slavery of all slavery, that of the devil. As 
Christ with twelve apostles constituted the tirst organization of the 
Christian Church, so the great American republic was constituted 
of 13 states. Thirteen, then, is a glorious number as well as an 
infamous one; the sign of glory as well as of shame; the symbol of 
good as well as of evil; the figure of exaltation as well as of degra- 
dation. The awful apostasy which followed the holy supper at 
which 13 sat has blotted out from many minds the grand significance 
and the excellence of the number honored by that holy institution. 
Peter was one of 13, and he fell to awful shame, but through 
repentance rose to supereminence, and today, after nearly two 
thousand years, the most exalted dignity on the face of the earth is 
the chair of Peter, and the most benign and venerated representa- 
tive of authority is found in the successor of Peter, the wise and 
amiable Pope Leo the Thirteenth. 

Judas was one of 13, and he fell into the horrible slavery of 
Satan to the extent of betraying his Master, then committing the 
most fatal error of all; he despaired of the mercy of God. and eter- 
nally committing himself, as far as we know, to the despotism of 
Satan, entered into damnation through the gates of suicide. What 
is to be the fate of our republic built upon the principles of the 13 
states ? What shall be the fate of the flag ot 13 stripes ? Shall we, 
sinning like Peter, repent like Peter to be restored in the providence 
of God to the grand apostolate among nations, and thus attain to 
the exalted and supereminent dignity to which the providence of 
God has called us in the work of human freedom, or shall we, fallen 
like Judas, betraying Freedom as he betrayed his Master, Christ — 
shall we despair like him and, rushing from the perpetration of one 
crime to that of another, be guilty of the death of Liberty, and add 
self murder and the destruction of our own institution to our latest 
and greatest folly? As Judas brought temporal death upon his 
Master, whose essential life was indestructible, so we may slay 
Liberty, but she will rise again. Even now in the land of the 
Filijiino is heard her Easter anthem, rising from the jungles, and 

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even if she is slain there she will rise again triumphant elsewhere. 
Shall it be the fate of Columbia to sit wilh a Judas-like soul 
enchained in the slavery of despotism to view elsewhere the triumph 
of the great principle to which she has proven false, and see the 
great mission which she has betrayed prosper in the hands of others? 

The false principle is constantly held up before us by the press 
of the land that, yielding to the logic of events, we must pursue to 
the bitter end the course upon which we have entered. The shame 
of failure, the ridicule of those who secretly gloat over both our fall 
and our discomfiture, the whisperings of a guilty pride, the despair 
of accomplishing our ideals, all constrain us as they did Judas to 
rush headlong on in the consummation of a vile career. 

The principle is as damnable in a nation as it is in an individual 
that, having begun a wrong course, it must be persevered in to the 
end. For a nation as well as for an individual there is no salvation 
save in repentance and in amendment. " Cease to do evil, learn to 
do good", applies in one case as forcibly as in the other. Our 
nation stands today in the shoes of Judas. Liberty in her garden 
of agony sweats great drops of blood in the anguish caused by the 
infamy of her children. She appropriates to herself with all rever- 
ence the words of the Great Betrayed to the Great Betrayer, the 
words of him who died for us and for her, that we might be ever 
free from Satan and sin and from our own passions and the passions 
of our fellows. Liberty, paraphrasing his words, those sublime 
words which flowed from the greatest charity the world has ever 
known in the presence of the greatest infamy the world has ever 
seen, mournfully exclaims: "Columbia, Columbia, betrayest thou 
me with a kiss?" 

Yea, with swords and with staves, amidst the dark gloom of 
war, have we seized upon Liberty, apprehending her like a thief in 
the night. Under the false guise of friendship, with a brother's 
kiss of apparent friendship to disguise our treachery, we deliver 
her up bound hand and foot into the hands of her enemies. Hav- 
ing gone so far, is it any wonder that we now contemplate political 
suicide? Is it any wonder that we are openly advised that since 
our institutions are incompatible with our present schemes, that we 
should discard the institutions of our fathers ? To justify the servi- 
tude of the Philippines, already we are told that we must disen- 
franchise the negro in the South and leave him to serve. Our fall 
is greater than that of Peter; it is equal only to that of Judas. 
Doubtless the same temptations to despair were whispered in the 
ear of Peter that took possession of the soul of Judas. They were 
put aside, and he was saved and his authority established in the 
earth. We face the same crisis. Other republics have been taken 
up by Satan to a high mountain and shown all the kingdoms of 
the earth, and told they might possess them if they would but turn 
from the service of sweet Liberty and, falling down, adore Tyranny. 
Columbia, this is thine hour of trial. A crisis is upon thee. Wilt 
thou turn back like a woman who, though smirched, is yet in love 
with virtue, or wilt thou to whom the priceless pearl of liberty has 
been entrusted become the great prostitute among the nations and 
■drag others into shame by thine example of infamy ? 

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Columbia, thou art not the first sinner who has realized the 
difficulty oi "letting- go". The sin which first enticed thee 
has now enslaved thee. But delude not thyself with the thought 
that the fatal step having been taken there is no remedy for thee 
but to pursue thy course of sinning. Fresh temptations await thee 
to drag thee down to greater depths than those into which thou hast 
fallen. Speak not of Providence in justification of thy faults. The 
fall of Lucifer was providential, so also the exaltation of St. Michael 
in his place. The creation of man and the bliss of Eden was prov- 
idential, so also the fall and the curse upon the earth. The estab- 
lishment of the Theocracy was providential, in which God chose 
the number 13 — Himself the only king and the 12 tribes of Israel; 
so also was the deflection of those tribes and the destruction of ten 
of them from off the face of the earth. He chose then 3 — Himself 
and the two tribes of David and of Benjamin, until he again cen- 
tered all kingship in himself, their God clothed in the flesh of 
David, of whose seed he declared there should be no end. The 
crucifixion and rejection of Christ was providential, and so is the 
punishment of the Jewish people wandering near two thousand years 
without a government and without a temple, for the providence of 
God provides for and includes the free will of man. Lay not, then, 
the flattering unction to thy soul that thy course is wise and just or 
holy and approved because it is providential. Insult not thy Crea- 
tor by charging to him the crimes committed by thyself in the abuse 
of that liberty he wills and permits thee to possess, but for the 
exercise of which he will hold thee to the strictest account. 



National Hymn, No. 2 



AMERICA 

My country, 'tis of thee, 
Sad land of tyranny, 

Of thee I sing. 
Land once the patriot's pride, 
Now right you override, 
On Luzon's red tide, 

Dark slavery bring. 
God gave thee strength and might, 
Clothed thee in brightest light, 

Needing no king. 
His gifts thou dost abuse, 
Thy brothers, too, misuse, 
Bondage or death they choose, 

Thy offering. 
High heaven, save the mark, 
Men dead lie cold and stark. 

Aside we fling, 
All show of noble pride, 
Hellward we swiftly glide, 
Poor Luzon's right denied, 

With sland'rous stine. 



Dark men each volley kills, 
Blood stains thy rocks and rills, 

We cannot love : 
Our hearts the horror thrills. 
Thy deeds our fervor kills. 
Antipathy instills. 

All else above, 

Garland's vile lustful spree, 
From all restraint set free, 

Doth her deg^rade. 
Our shame all nations see, 
Foes note our fall with glee, 
What the end will be, 

111 progress made. 

The tyrant on his throne, 
Seeks selfish end alone. 

Who leads to wrong. 
We hear men, dying, groan. 
Hear women sadly moan, 
Columbia savage grown. 

Sings cruel song. 

Great God, from up on high, 
View with omniscient eye, 

Columbia's fall. 
To Thee we kneel and pray. 
Turn Thou our land away 
From wrong ; turn night to day. 

Our hearts recall. 

Till over land and sea. 
One equal right may be, 

Bright freedom, hail! 
That men may upright stand. 
All greed and lust be banned, 
Swell freedom's anthem grand. 

Make tyrants quail. 



Atlantic City, May 2d, 1S99 



General Wheeler said in Boston, "I am a firm believer that 
whatever IS, is right". General Aguinaldo IS, and he IS striving 
hard to repel foreign aggression. Therelore according to General 
Wheeler he IS right. Welcome, General, into the ranks of Anti- 
Imperialism, which IS, and therefore according to your philosophy, 
IS RIGHT. 

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MILITARISM 

Napoleon the Great — who died raving- mad on the Island of St. 
Helena — brought infamy upon himself by consenting, upon one 
occasion, to the massacre of his prisoners in the East. Have we a 
Napoleon in our midst desirous of sharing the same fate, and the 
same infamy, by participation in the same crime ? It is horrible to 
think that American citizens — at the close of the nineteenth century 
— by a supine indifference, and acquiesence in the actions of their 
self-appointed masters — are rendering their country liable to igno- 
my and shame — to the lasting reproach of the future historian, who 
will stigmatize our land in its unjust and unrighteous war in the 
Phillipines, with having not only violated all its own most sacred 
traditions, but with even having transgressed the limitations of a 
civilized warfare. America today exhibits herself to an unsympa- 
thizing world, madly rushing down the steep incline of savagery, 
wallowing in the Dismal Swamps of barbarism, manifesting a brutal 
and degenerate spirit, in the massacre of negro citizens at hom.e and 
the assasination of helpless men, women, and children abroad. The 
lives of prisoners, under the rules of civilized warfare, should be 
sacred in our eyes. We have yet to witness the burning of the 
Filopino at the stake, his decapitation after death, or a la the ex- 
ample of our English allies, the blowing of him from the mouths 
of our cannons. 

"Liberty, what crimes have they not committed in thy name? " 
And all this merely to satisfy our accursed lust and greed for the 
Almighty Dollar. Truly, like the ancient heathen, we are casting 
our children through the fire unto Moloch. The most terrible 
thought in this unhappy business is the awful example we are set- 
ting to the rising generation ; the education we are giving them in 
villainy and crime. '' Ten thousand times ten thousand red school- 
houses in a century cannot offset what the evil example of the 
United States Government will effect in a decade upon the minds 
of our growing youth. Already our papers are taking note of the 
degradation of the precocious youth of our land, the flagrant public 
profanity and obscenity openly manifested by them, their advance 
in evil — add to this the brutalizing effect of the apotheosis of 
men whose chief merit lies in their ability to kill the negro, and we 
have much to fear for the generation to come. 

By our private and public example we breed in our children 
utter disregard for all the principles of morality, while with a cant- 
ing and hypocritical, if not a blinded and self-deceived spirit, we 
strive through the medium of precept to infuse into their already 
polluted souls the principles of liberty, benevolence, and progress. 

The cynical laughter of Satan reverberating through the cav- 
ernous recesses of hell — emerging through a private door in the 
Capitol at Washington — reechoes through the length and breadth 
of our unfortunate land, loud enough to be heard by all ears — not 
totally deaf to the considerations of truth and decency. 

By mercy and faith sins are purged away, and by the fear of 
the Lord every one declineth from evil. — Proverbs. 

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PATRIOTISM 

Numerous letters have been published in the public prints — 
written by soldiers in the Phillipines — testifying to the barbarous 
inhumanity and uncivilized practices indulged in by o\ir citizen sol- 
diery in the warfare in that unhappy land. As yet it has not been 
our fortune to see a single administration paper which has, editori- 
ally or otherwise, denounced these practices. The press seems 
paralyzed through fear of the administration and the military spirit 
of the populace. What shall we say of those who stand as repre- 
sentatives of Christ ? What of those who occupy the position of 
spiritual guides to the people ? It may be said it is not their part 
to interfere in secular concerns. Have we not seen them engaged 
in shedding the halo of patriotism about the head of the enlisted 
soldier? There is nothing more beautilul and touching than the 
approval of religion — the benediction of the priest and of the 
Church — upon the brave soldier who, at the true call of duty, offers 
himself a willing sacrifice upon the altar of his country. All hail to 
the natural virtue of patriotism sanctified by the blessing of 
Almighty God ! 

But let us beware of casting the false halo of a spurious patriot- 
ism about the head of the soldier engaged too often in the self- 
gratification of his own wicked passions — under cover of the appro- 
bation, and with the connivance of, a guilty country engaged in un- 
holy warfare. Let churchmen beware lest the love of country, 
which, under proper conditions, is a natural virtue, be exalted by 
them at the expense of the supernatural virtues upon which hang a 
man's eternal destinies. 

To the true patriot it still is " a sweet and glorious thing to die 
for one's country", when that country is justly engaged in driving 
an unlawful invader from her shores, or when aggressively advanc- 
ing into the land of the tyrant, for the honor of God and the rights 
of man. To die as the willing or unwilling tool of a land false to itself 
and to its Creator is neither a glorious thing, nor sweet, to a soul 
born for freedom ; nay, rather is it a shameful and bitter thing. Of 
the death of such an one it may be truly said, ' ' Died Abner as the 
fool dieth ' ' . 

Let churchmen leave the apotheosis of heathen virtues unto 
heathens. In the words of their Master, " Let the dead bury the 
dead". The words of Christ are still potent in our ears, "What 
shall it profit a man if he gain the whole world and lose his own 
soul ? " These words apply with equal force to the humble private 
in the ranks, whose soul is worth more to him than all the world 
put together, to the officer at the head of his regiment, or in com- 
mand of his army, to the President in his capitol, to the king upon 
his throne, and to the nation — consumed with the unholy desire to 
expand at the expense of its neighbors. The Church should recall 
Christian men as well as others to the thought that death in unright- 
eous battle, though it may call for platoon firing over one's grave, 
and enrollment in the dusty and too often neglected and forgotten 
archives of one's country, does not give one a title to a seat in the 
kingdom of heaven, but rather too often proves a swiftly opening 
door, yielding fatal and igiiominious entrance into the bottomless pit. 

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The true patriot is not he who, false to his God and to hiS 
soul's eternal interests, lends willing aid to his unhappy land in a 
shameless and unrighteous cause, but rather he who, despite of 
odium and obloquy, rebukes her to her face and withstands her 
reproaches, and, if need be, her punishments, rather than become 
the accomplice of her misdeeds. 

Christianized Rome, long after the cross had lifted up its head 
in her midst, witnessed the unhappy and brutal spectacles of gladia- 
torial combats, until the martyr Monk, by his glorious protest in 
the arena, awoke the people to a sense of shame and to their long 
neglected duty. Today, in the same spirit, we descend into the 
arena of our country's shame and protest against her criminal 
brutality, and her perversion of the laws of civilized warfare, her 
unjust infraction of the rights of man. 

In the name of Almighty God, and in the name of our Lord 
and Saviour Jesus Christ, before whom one day we must all stand 
to be judged for the deeds done in the flesh ; in the name of our 
common humanity, and in the tarnished name of our great Repub- 
lic, we call upon our President, we demand of the authorities at 
Washington that instant steps be taken to prevent the recurrence 
of the horrible crimes of assasination of men, and of women and 
children, which, according to the testimony of our own soldiers, is 
being so wantonly practiced in the Phillippines. In the event of 
continued indifference to this demand of our Christian and civilized 
humanity, let them face the penalty sure to fall upon them and theirs, 
the future odium of an entire Republic, the avenging wrath of an 
offended Deity. 

MASSACRE INCINERATION, AND ASSASSINATION 

The country between Mariloa and Manila presents a picture of 
desolation. Smoke is curling from hundreds of ash heaps, and the 
remains of trees and fences torn by shrapnel are to be seen every- 
where. The general appearance ot the country is as if it had been 
Swept by a cyclone. The roads are strewn with furniture and clothing 
dropped in flight by the Filipinos. The only persons remaining 
behind are a few aged persons, too infirm to escape. They camp 
beside the ruins of their former homes and beg passers-by for any 
kind of assistance. 

Sergeant Will A. Rule, Company H, Colorado Volunteers, 
writes; " When you can realize 400 or 500 persons living within the 
confines of five or six blocks, and then an order calling out all of the 
women and children, and then setting fire to the houses and shooting 
down any nigger atlempting to escape from the flames, you have 
an idea of Filipino warfare " . 

Charles Brenner, of Minneapolis, Thirteenth Minnesota : 
" Comf)a7iy f s movements zvere hampered by a few prisojiers. 
They were killed and the company moved on'\ 

J. Grant Hinkle, Company L, First Washington: "In a 
skirmish today the boys made a round-up, and at one place there 
were 17 lying around a priest who had been killed with them ". 

T. W. Lemon, sergeant major. First Washington, writes : 
"While the boys were making good Filopinos out of a lot of na- 
tives one of them had his attention drawn to a clump of bushes. 

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There a priest xvas caught. No palaver was wasted on him. 
Some of the 7nen who conducted the post-mortem said the body had 
28 bullet holes ' ' . 

Albert F. Pray, First Washin8:ton : "Not far from where I 
write Dewey threw a ten-inch shell into a trench and killed 150. 
We could see them g-o into the air in pieces ' ' . 

A. L. Price, Company C, First Idaho : " On all of the natives 
who were killed was a large white rag, covered with inscription of 
Jesus Christ, saints, with marks in Latin and Spanish. 

PROTEST TO THE VATICAN 

London, May 12.— A dispatch from Rome says that the heads 
of the religious orders in the Philippines have sent an address to 
the Pope protesting against the atrocities which they allege the 
American soldiers commit on the natives. ''Never was there such 
a brutal zvar" , says the address, adding: ''Hatred of the United 
States will live forever in the hearts of the Filipinos". 

A young man in the army writes, states Rev. Charles F. Dole, 
Protestant clergyman, Jamaica Plains, N. J.: "I don't believe the 
people in the United States understand the question or the condi- 
tion of thi7igs here, or the inhuman warfare now being carried 
on. I don't think I would miss the truth much if I said more non- 
combatants have been killed than actual native soldiers. Talk of 
Spanish cruelty ! They are not in it with the Yank. Of course, I 
don't expect to have war without death and destruction, but I do 
expect that when an enemy gets down on his knees and begs for 
his life that he won't be shot in cold blood. Btit it is a fact that 
the order was not to take any prisoners ; and I have seen enough 
to almost make me ashamed to call myself an American ". 

The evidence on this point comes from soldiers in different 
regiments, Charles Brenner, of Minneapolis, Kan., describing the 
work of the Kansas regiment at Caloocan, writes : 

"Company I had taken a few prisoners and stopped. The 
colonel ordered them up into line time after time and finally sent 
Captain Bishop back to start them. There occurred the hardest 
st^ht I ever saw. They had tew prisoners, and didn't know what 
to do with them. They asked Captain Bishop what to do, and he 
said, ' You know the orders ', and four natives fell dead." 

L, F. Williams, of Ozark, Mo., a member of the Washington 
regiment, writes concerning the scene after the fighting of Febru- 
ary 4 : 

"In the path of the Washington regiment and Battery D of the 
Sixth Artillery there were 1,008 dead niggers, and a great many 

wounded. 

" We burned all their houses. I do7i' i know how mariy men, 
wo7nen, arid children the Tennesce boys did kill. They ivould not 
take any prisoriers. One company of the Tennessee boys was 
sent into headquarters with thirty prisoners, and got there with 
one hundred chickens, arid no prisoners." 

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Anthony Michea, of the Thu'd Artillery, has written to his 
father, Captain George Michea, of St. Catherines, Ont., the follow- 
ing : 

"We bombarded a place called Malabon, and iheji went in 
and killed every native we met; men, women, ayid children. It was 
a dreadful sight, the killing of the poor creatures." 

The Manila correspondent of the New York Su7i wrote : 

"To shoot a man at six-foot range with a Springfield rifle is a 
hard thing to do, but the orders were to let no insurgent live, and 
off would go the whole side of his head." 

The latest evidence is supplied in a letter printed on Sunday 
by the Brooklyn Eagle, and written by Fred B. Hinchman, of 
Company A, United States Engineers, and in February connected 
with the provost marshal's headquarters. 

TAKING NO PRISONERS 

Mr. Hinchman was formerly a student in the Brooklyn Poly- 
technic Institute, and his letter describes the fighting of February 
4, the first engagement : 

"At 1. 30 o'clock the general gave me a memorandum with regard 
to sending out a Tennessee battalion in the line. He tersely put it 
that ' they were looking for a fight ' . I put on my belt and took 
my rifle, loaded the magazine, and started. My goal was General 
Otis' headquarters, at the other end of the city (Mallagaunan), and 
on the river. You have no idea how much better I felt the minute 
I was under way. At the Puente Congante (suspension bridge) I 
met one of our company, who told me that the Fourteenth and 
Washingtons were driving all before them, and taking no prisoners. 
Th'iB is no^y our rule of procedure. I reached the office at 3 p. m., 
just in time to see a platoon of the Washingtons with about fifty 
prisoners, who had been taken before they learned how not to take 
them." 

Our soldiers naturally hunt down the Fillipinos as if they were 
so many wild beasts. The manner in which the hunting is done is 
thus described in a soldier's letter which appeard in the Chicago 
Record : 

" I witnessed the most terrible sight imaginable, and one which 
I shill never forget. Thousands of women and children were coming 
out of their homes and running around in the flames lost, with their 
clothes afire screaming. Horses, dogs, and other animals were 
running around trying to keep out of the flames, until they would 
become crazy and go right into the worst part of it. This sight had 
a bad effect on us, and made us feel faint and sick." 

Is there an American who can read this page and not feel an 
impulse rise up strong within him to curse the administration which 
permits such a state of things to continue? It would seem that we 
have driven out the Spanish Butcher only to replace him with the 
American Demon. 

The American who, in the face of such testimony, can counte- 
nance and encourage such a damnable war is, in the writer's estima- 
tion, not one remove from an accomplice of murderers, and a com- 
panion of thieves. The minister of the Gospel who can favor such 
a war is a Judas to his Master's cause. 



THE WHITE MAN'S MISSION 

Have the white faced men a mission ? 

Yea, given from on high, 
To make in self excision, 

That the Man of Sin may die ; 
Then through the world to carry, 

Christ nailed unto the cross, 
Lest He should longer tarry. 

His poor souls suffer loss. 
With love and patient kindness. 

The lesser souls to gain, 
Till all men steeped in blindness. 

To greater light attain ; 
Till e'en the darkest nations, 

Crying, ' ' their hearts are white", 
Take their appointed stations. 

Follow us with delight. 
Take up the white man's mission. 

Make savage war to cease. 
Lift up oppressed ireedom, 

Resume the arts of peace ; 
Strive first yourselves to conquer, 

Your own lands civilize, 
Why should the lesser peoples, 

Love that ye do not prize. 
Bearing your present burden. 

They laugh your words to scorn, 
Perish all fond illusions. 

Your masks from faces torn ; 
Your God will truly weigh you. 

Your mount of awful deeds, 
Confront when He doth pay you, 

For acts which stain your creeds. 

Take up the white man's mission. 

The task of love and right, 
Lay down the devil's burden. 

Which brings to souls such blight ; 
Else God from His high heaven. 

Shall smite you in His wrath, 
Your foul and sinful leaven. 

Bring awful aftermath. 

Not in the lust of trading. 

Not at the cannon's mouth. 
Not with scorn and upbraiding, 

Not with famine and drouth ; 
Like men to one another, 

Go deal with God's poor cliild. 
Treat him whom Christ calls brother, 

With spirit just and mild. 

Philadelphia, April 15th, 1S99 

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HUMANITY 

Turning with detestation from those false friends who speak us 
fair in the commission of evil, who urge us on to the practice of 
their own detestable vices, who on the principle of misery loving 
company would have us enchained in their own bondage, trusting 
rather to the counsels of our own beloved and immortal Washing- 
ton than to the blood-stained descendants of those who, dubbing 
him a rebel, would have hanged him to a tree if Providence had 
placed him in their power — let us treat our brothers in the Philip- 
pines as France treated us, releasing them from the brutality and 
oppression of Spain; not to become in turn robbers and oppressors, 
but friends through a just alliance, honorably and faithfully kept in 
time of warfare against the invader, and as honorably maintained 
after the invader is driven from their land. Let not lying slander 
and calumnious reports through the medium of a subsidized press 
blind our eyes to the dignity of those in the scale of being, with 
whom we are waging such unrighteous war. Let not partisan 
prejudice and defense of a favorite party warp our judgments and 
excite us to the extent of making it impossible for us to sympathize 
with a down-trodden people fighting to the death against a foreign 
invader. Let not the childish and boastful spirit of self-adulation 
render us contemptible in the eyes of the world, nor blind us to the 
■essential worth of the actions of others waging an unequal war in 
defense of liberty and exhibiting to us an example of bravery second 
not even to our own. Let us contemplate ourselves for a moment 
in the place of the Filipino, meeting an enemy provided with not 
only artillery on land, but ironclad gunboats on water, with death- 
dealing mortars and cannon pouring a rain of fire into trenches, and 
then ask ourselves if we could have done as well as, not to say 
better, than the Filipino; and then giving him first the admiration 
which one brave man willingly accords to another, let us turn from 
our deeds of oppression, recognizing that none have a better right 
to freedom than those who have known how to so gallantly fight for 
it; none have more proven their fitness to possess it than those who 
have shown themselves so nobly willing to die in defense of it. 

Eternal vigilance is the price of liberty. Let us realize that 
we have not been vigilant, that we have slept on our posts. The 
tyrannic lust of greed and the worship of the almighty dollar has 
made us unfaithful to our God, to our fellows and to ourselves. 

Columbia, betraying the sacred cause of human freedom, 
commits a crime in the secular order, comparable only to that 
which would be committed in the spiritual order, if a united 
Christendom should officially banish the name of Christ, and pro- 
claim in the hearing of an astonished world, "There is but one 
God, and Mahomet is his prophet ". 

American bayonets, thrust, by our command, down the throats 
of a foreign people, in the effort to make them accept our misrule, 
will soon be pointed at our own throats in the effort to make us 
swallow the same bitter pill, by men who will point to our actions 
as full justification for their misdeeds. 

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REPENTANCE 

There is a time in the history of men and of nations when a 
crucial test is made of them. Cokmibia, striking- in behalf of 
oppressed Cuba, was gloriously right ami in harmony with her 
principles, though even now greed is making her untrue to herself 
and to the people of Cuba; but Columbia, waging a war of conquest 
in the Philippines, has stepped into the shoes of conquered Spain, 
and become the heir of her crimes and her vices, as well as of her 
possessions. 

There is no temptation tliat the grace of God will not give 
individual man and the individual nation strength to resist save, 
perhaps, in the moment of judicial punishment. In the hour of 
trial, to the nation as well as to the man, the mercy of God always 
provides "a way of escape". It may be through the valley of 
humiliation, but it is a way efiiectual. With curses and oaths and 
infamous acts we have fraternized wath the enemies of Liberty, 
denying by our deeds that we ever knew her. She gazes into thy 
face, Columbia, with an infinite sadness and an infinite pity. Thy 
ingratitude causes that sadness, sorrow for thy degradation pro- 
duces that pity. Wilt thou not go out from among her enemies, 
where the still small voice of conscience can be heard by thee, and 
recalling the memory of that face which thou hast despised and 
betrayed, "weep bitterly" until that happier hour of forgiveness 
and reconciliation and renewed devotion to the cause of thy great 
mistress exhibits thee unto the world as ready to be crucified, if 
need be, for her, than ready to crucify her ? 

Thy opportunity was grand. Thou mightest have stood before 
the world as a nation true to itself and to the great principles so long 
advocated by thee. Thou mightest have given to the world the 
example of a nation making war for freedom alone, with generous 
disinterested love for the rights of man. Thou mightest have 
gained the love of the people of an archipelago, and been held in 
veneration by them for all time. Thou hast lost thine opportunity. 
Thou hast sown the seeds of hatred and contempt, which will bear 
rank fruit for a century. Repent and go no further. Thou canst 
not undo the past unless thou art willing to repair thy fault. And 
that thou must do unless thou would' st have a bitter penalty to fall 
upon thyself and upon thy children. Today we have in the South 
the curse of our previous follies, the penalty of former misdeeds. 
Shall we sink our souls in the depths of our evil passions and blind 
ourselves to truth as the shallow-brained ostrich buries its head in 
the sand, until losing sight of its pursuers, it thinks itself no 
longer seen because no longer seeing ? Because we choose to forget 
the eternal justice of God, shall he forget us and our crimes ? Nay; 
it's "an eye for an eye and a twoth for a tooth " unto the utmost, 
save where repentance and amendment and restitution are offered 
and accepted by the infinite mercy as a compensation to the infinite 
justice. 

The wicked man impudently hardeneth his face, but he that is 
righteous correcteth his v^d.y.— Proverbs. 

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Justice exalteth a nation, but sin maketh nations miserable. — 
Proverbs. 



In abundant justice there is the greatest strength, but the 
devices of the wicked shall be rooted out. — Proverbs. 



To the Anglo Saxon 

THE WHITE MAN'S SHAME 

Cease, cease your words of canting, 

Cast the hypocrite's cloak, 
Stop, stop your unctuous ranting, 

What law haven't you broke? 
Your words indeed are grand ones. 

Duty we know means God, 
Your actions still are damned ones, 

Since Satan's paths you've trod. 

Look back on the road travelled, 

Review each reckless deed. 
Weigh the boundless misery, 

Your heavy arm doth breed ; 
Blush lor the miscalled duty, 

The term oppressors use, 
To cloak the loot and booty. 

Standing in wrongful shoes. 

Throw down your heavy burden. 

The crushing load of sin, 
The foul deeds of injustice, 

Which note your coming in ; 
To the land of your brother. 

The less favored of earth. 
Child of your common Mother, 

Whom God hath priv'leged birth. 

He gave you oils and spices, 

Receiving whiskey and tracts, 
With one he gained your vices. 

Shunned the other through your acts 
The heathen with his folly. 

Holds up your race to scorn, 
Viewing with melancholy, 

Your deeds like his, hell born. 

Why do the "sullen peoples. 

Half devil and half child", 
Reject your creed and steeples, 

By you so sin defiled ? 
'Tis from your bloody humors. 

For when, ah ! tell us when. 
You've been but fest'ring tumors, 

Half devils and half men ? 
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Where'er your pallid faces, 

Have shone beneath your flag, 
There, there the darker races. 

Have heard your blust'ring brag 
Have felt your iron heels crushing, 

Have felt your heavy whips. 
As slaves, else madly rushing. 

From the hail of your iron ships. 

The dark unlettered peoples, 

Still view your God through you. 
Your greed and your unkindness, 

All bonds of love undo ; 
Yours and not theirs the profit, 

In all the ways you've trod, 
Unto the mouth of Tophet, 

Despite your creed and God. 

With calumny and lying. 

You seek them to defeme, 
Cowards, you talk of buying. 

The brave you cannot tame. 
From sin to madness rushing, 

Insane through lustful greed, 
You now with mien unblushing. 

Base public vices breed. 

Take up the white man's mission, 

Ere yet your sun hath set, 
Lay down your lust and malice, 

Your eyes with sorrow wet. 
Take up the cross and bear it, 

Your's is the Christian's name, 
Alas, the way you wear it, 

Is still the white man's shame. 



Philadelphia, April 19th, 1899 



It is recorded in Holy Writ that "all liars shall have their por- 
tion in the lake of fire and of .brimstone ". If this is the punishment 
to be meted out to the average malicious liar, it would seem to be 
inadequate for the monumental newspaper liars whose lies are mul- 
tiplied so many thousands of times. We can conceive of no place 
nearer to the Satanic kingdom than the editorial sanctum of a sub- 
sidized administration organ, engaged in slandering and calumnia- 
ting men, in the effort to deprive them of their liberties ; and by 
falsehood and deliberate distortion of truth egging other men on 
to the diabolical task of suppressing human liberties while engaged 
in the murder and robbery of innocent peoples. 



No man is good enough to govern another man without that 
other's consent. — Abraham Lincoln. 

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AMERICAN TREACHERY 

If there is any one thing more than another in the present con- 
dition of the country to discourage the true patriot, it is the trickery 
and dishonesty of the partisan press, that great corrupter and mis- 
leader of the minds of the people. Busy with the daily affairs of 
life, trustful of the honesty of his favorite paper, not taking suffi- 
cient time to analyze the too often perverted and sophistical argu- 
ments presented in the editorial columns, the average American 
permits himself to see through the editor's spectacles, colored and 
biased to suit a selfish interest, and moulds his mind along the 
lines of the paper he reads, just as a child at school accepts the 
dictates of his teacher. 

If honest and intelligent Americans would only keep in mind 
a few plain and undeniable facts they would not be so easily 
misled. But the trouble is they do not know that these things 
are facts, and they are only undeniable in the sense that they are 
true and not that they are not denied by those whose interests it 
is to pervert facts and to lie and calumniate people in the effort 
to justify murder, robbery, and oppression. One of the stock 
arguments of the imperialist press is that Americans are defending 
themselves in the Philippines; that they have been compelled to 
do so; that they are not and that they do not wish to be aggres- 
sors; that they are fulfilling a task not sought, but thrust upon 
them; that they are engaged in the performance of a duty which 
they owe to themselves, to the country, and to the world at large. 
With unctuous hypocritical cant, with sophistical perversion of 
facts, with specious arguments, they seek to make the worse appear 
the better reason, misleading and deluding the reader in their efforts 
to create a false and pernicious public sentiment, inciting the country 
to persevere in a wicked and unrighteous course. 

The plain facts are that the Filipinos, who are both a civilized 
and a Christianized people, have for years been engaged irf inter- 
mittent struggles to obtain their freedom. They were entitled to 
our sympathy. We went through the same struggles in the days 
of old. We had much less excuse for rebellion than the Filipinos. 
We threw off the authority of the mother country. The Filipino 
struggled against a foreign oppressor of another race. They were 
entitled to our sympathy, and, if anything, to our assistance — 
certainly not to our oppression. When, in the course of human 
events, we found ourselves in conflict, for reasons of our own, 
with the nation that was oppressing them, and had through the 
fortune of war been enabled to destroy a Spanish fleet in Philip- 
pine waters, there was absolutely no necessity and therefore no 
excuse for the American republic to step into the shoes of the 
Spanish oppressor and succeed to his self-appointed task of holding 
another race in bondage. 

Without the aid of France, Washington and his troops (as well 
as his savage allies, the red Indians of the forest) would have been 
conquered by Great Britain, but France did not on that account 
attempt to rule or ruin us. 

Well may the President of the Filipino Peace Commission ask 
"Why should a nation with your constitution seek to make a colony 

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of a distant people, who have been so long fighting against Spain to 
secure the same rights that your constitution gives ? You fought 
the same battle in America when you fought against England." 

The further pretense is made that we did not begin the war. 
This is false. We acted in bad faith with our allies. We exasper- 
ated them in a thousand ways. We obtained the aid of the Fili- 
pino through assurances which were held out to him of aiding him 
in throwing off the hated Spanish yoke, and then unjustly sought 
to place the yoke of our own domination upon his neck. The Fil- 
ipino was in possession of the country to a great extent months 
before American troops arrived there. At no time could Dewey 
have landed during those early months. We secured possession of 
Manila by the aid of the Filipinos, just as we secured Cuba through 
the efforts of the Cubans. In each instance we turned our backs 
upon our allies and made friends of their enemies, the Spaniards, to 
further our own selfish ends. We then gave the Filipino plainly to 
understand that it was our intention to subjugate his islands. He 
asked the government of the United States to declare that it was 
not its purpose to hold them in permanent subjection. Patriotic 
representatives of our people in Congress endeavored to secure the 
passage of resolutions in Congress to that effect. They were voted 
•down by the friends of the administration. Additional troops were 
hurried over to the island, and some of our largest vessels increased 
our navy there. Invasion of a land by a foreign soldiery for the 
purpose of trampling .upon the inalienable rights of a people consti- 
tutes war even before a gun has been fired. For six months we 
held the city of Manila against the Fihpinos. Aguinaldo main- 
tained those forces peaceably in arms which he had raised to drive 
the Spaniard from the island during this space of time, all the while 
beseeching some assurance from the American people that they did 
not intend to make of his race a captive nation. The American 
forces held Manila. Aguinaldo and his forces held the rest of the 
island. The strain on each was intense. Their lines of pickets 
were within gunshot, each momentarily expecting aggression on the 
part of the other. A spark is sufficient to ignite gunpowder and 
cause a disastrous explosion. An American soldier after nightfall 
while on picket, it has been stated, fired his rifle off and killed a 
man. Answering shots came from the other line. Filipino pickets, 
supposing this was a signal for the Americans to attack them, fired 
off their rifles to warn their troops. A general alarm resulted, with 
a rush to arms on both sides, with consequent bloodshed as a result 
of the mistake. Be this as it may, on the authority of Gen. Phipps, 
an American officer, we are informed that Aguinaldo sent word to 
Otis deploring the consequences of the mistake, and in order to 
avert future trouble desired to withdraw his troops further back from 
the American lines and establish a neutral zone of some small ter- 
ritory between the two armies until the treaty of peace with Spain 
had been signed. Gen. Phipps states that Otis refused this reason- 
able request, declaring that as the war was on it should continue. 

The pretense that Americans are not the aggressors is a bald 
lie which can deceive only the ignorant and unthinking. 

35 



SLOW, SLOW, SLOW 

On Luzon's isle I sit, thinking, mother, dear, of you. 

And the bright American home so far away : 
And the tears they fill my eyes, spite of all that I can do, 
As I hear the boys each moment sadly say : 

Slow, slow, slow are transports moving. 

Why don't Columbia's vessels come ; 

Oh. How slow the hours drag till we shall breathe 

the air again. 
Sweet air and free, of our own beloved home. 

In the rice fields hot we stood, when our fiercest fight we made ; 

Tho' they dropped us off a score of men and more. 
But before we reached their lines, they fled back from us dismayed, 

Day by day we hurt the cause of freedom sore. — Cho. 

Digging a pit for other men we are in it now ourselves ; 

The dole meted unto them is given to us. 
Tho' the Filipino's free, the tired boy in blue still delves, 

His bitter dose he has to take with little fuss. — Cho. 

So within the jungle here, we are waiting for the hour. 
That will come for us to break the tyrant's will. 

Which keeps us here enslaved (void of constitutional power), 
The voracious maw of capital to fill. — Cho. 

We've been wretchedly deceived, for we thought our land was true; 

That it doesn't care for right is plainly seen : 
Sons of freedom now we kill. Boys in blue are in the stew, 

Much ashamed that in Luzonia's isle they've been. — Cho. 

Fathers, mothers, brothers, dear, praying with our sisters true. 
Why should our free land seek thus to enslave? 

The deep sorrows now you feel, from without your own faults grew, 
Mourn now your loved ones, hid in foreign graves. — Cho. 

May 9th, 1899 

TYRANNY 

Are American soldiers to be prevented from reading documents 
which have been incorporated in the public archives of their own 
country ? Next we may expect to see Senators and Representatives 
hauled from the floors of Congress during debate for daring to de- 
fend the rights of a people and criticise the acts of an unrighteous 
administration, unless a thunderclap of righteous indignation from 
an awakened people should soon be heard to recall men to their 
senses. In the meantime, let the anti-imperialist persevere. When 
the great American people emerge from their grand spree, intoxi- 
cated as they have been with lust and greed and blood, they will be 
likely to call to a strict account false and guilty officials. The anti- 
Imperialist can afford to wait. He will make his appeal from Amer- 
ica drunk to America sober. 

36 



TENTING ON LUZON'S GROUND 

We're tentinj)- tonight on the junj^le's ground, 

Asking why we are here ; 

With weary hearts we think of home, 

The friends beloved and dear. 

Many are the hearts that are wrathful tonight 

Waiting for a just release, 

So heartily sick of the unjust fight, 

Knowing that Spain's at peace. 

Tenting tonight, tenting tonight, 

Tenting on the jungle's ground. 
We're tenting tonight on the jungle's ground. 
Thinking the whole thing's wrong ; 
A country faithless to us we've found. 
It wields a slaver's thong. — Cho. 
We're tired of the war, but can't get away, 
McKinley should be here ; 
Wrongfully he holds us to the fray. 
From friends we love so dear. — Cho. 

Still fighting tonight on the jungle's ground, 
Stifling doubts and fears. 
Some dead, some have their mortal wound. 
Many are in tears. 

Hard is the heart of our country tonight, 

Denying us just release ; 

We volunteered for an honest fight, 

Of theft we've had surcease. 

Tenting tonight, tenting tonight, 

Tenting on Luzon's ground. 
May 8th, 1899 Feast San Miguel 

DESPOTISM 

Mr. McKinley and his Cabinet, not satisfied with holding in 
bondage the American soldier and sailor, not only against the pro- 
tests of the latter, but against the protests of their families and the 
constituted authorities of their respective states, now close against 
them the United States mails. It is United States law that matter 
put into the mails becomes the property of the person to whom it is 
addressed and ceases to belong to the person mailing it; it is therefore 
undeniable that Mr. McKinley and his Cabinet have not taken ac- 
tion against publishers ot anti-imperialist literature, but against 
United States soldiers and sailors, from the general down to the 
private, from the admiral down to the man behind the guns. Their 
mail matter, which is lawfully theirs, is unlawfully withheld from 
them. Are American troops so ignorant and debased that they 
cannot be permitted to read pamphlets which, according to the Im- 
perialist, are so contemptible ? Or is the cause which is sought to 
be bolstered up by such high-handed practices so rotten and de- 
spicable that even rats would desert it like a sinking ship unless 
caged within it ? 

87 



FROM CRIME TO CRIME 

Herod, the incestuous murderer, seated upon a throne, incited 
by his guilty partner, stung to the quick and enraged at the voice 
of God, speaking through the mouth of the Baptist, hurried rapidly 
from the commission of one crime to another. Such is ever the 
way with those who, stifling the voice of conscience, refuse to re- 
pent, and prefer to retain guilty possession of some coveted object, 
pursuing an unlawful and unrighteous course to the bitter end, even 
though, m order to do so, they are compelled to heap one misdeed 
upon another until their crimes become of such magnitude as to 
call down a speedy vengeance from high heaven. 

Small wonder then that the American Imperialists among the 
newspaper press rush from folly to madness, and in their desire to 
muzzle the mouths of others, are forging for themselves the same 
collar of iron which men of their calling are compelled to wear in 
despotic countries. One might be surprised that a class who, at the 
first blush, might seem to be the most deeply interested in preserving 
the right of free discussion, are apparently the most active in striv- 
ing for its suppression, but reflecting to what extent these men have 
sold themselves in the past to the moneyed power for filthy lucre's 
sake, it is easy to understand that slavery with money and ease is 
more attractive to their corrupted minds and degenerate spirits than 
the privileges of an exalted manhood. 

Small wonder either that Mr. McKinley and his Cabinet hurry 
on from one abuse of power to another. Our army and navy, 
wrongfully urged into a foreign war of conquest, and wresting at 
the point of the bayonet inalienable rights from another people, find 
themselves also made the victims of the bad faith, and the wickedness 
of the authorities, who not content with striving to enslave the for- 
eign people of a darker skin, hold in slavery the American soldiers 
and sailors, whose reward for serving their country is the deprivation 
of their rights and liberty by the very country for which they have 
risked their lives. Reposing confidence in the good faith of the 
constituted authorities, believing that they were entering upon a 
crusade in defense of freedom and the rights of man, they have not 
only found themselves engaged in what many of them have termed 
a piratical expedition, but have found themselves also held as cap- 
tives in a foreign land, compelled at the will of their masters to face 
privation, disease, and death against all equity and in violation of 
all right and justice. Even in Cuba hundreds of American soldiers 
have been discharged and left without means (though pay was due 
them, if the newspaper statements are correct), unprovided with 
means of transportation home, and reduced to the condition of pau- 
pers in a strange land. And this by one of the richest nations on the 
lace of the earth. 



Judging from the present attitude of many ministers and church 
people of this land, the old aphorism, "Scratch a Russian, and you 
will find a Tartar", might be rendered. Scratch an American Chris- 
tian, and you will find a Pagan. 

88 



SWORD OF BUNKER HILL 

He lay upon his dj'ing bed, 

His eyes were j^rovving dim, 
When with a feeble voice he called 

His Weeping son to him ; 
"Weep not, my boy ", the veteran said, 

" I bow to heaven's will ; 
But quickly from yon antlers bring 

The sword of Bunker Hill". 
[They use it now Tagals to sting, 

To maim, and wound, and kill.] 

The sword was brought ; the soldier's eye 

Lit with a sudden flame ; 
And, as he grasped the ancient blade, 

He murmured Warren's name ; 
Then said : " My boy, I leave you gold, 

But, what is richer still, 
I leave you, mark me, mark me now, 

The sword oi Bunker Hill. " 
[As a branding iron they use it now, 

To prod dark slavery's pill.] 

" 'Twas on that dread, immortal day, 

I dared the Briton's band ; 
A captain raised this blade on me, 

.1 tore it from his hand : 
And while the glorious battle raged, 

It lightened Freedom's will ! 
For, boy, the God of Freedom blessed 

The sword of Bunker Hill ". 
[The sword the God of Freedom blessed 

Now serves a tyrant's will.] 

" Oh ! keep the sword" — his accents broke, 

A smile, and he was dead ; 
But his wrinkled hand still grasjied the blade, 

Upon thai dying bed. 
The son remains, the sword remains, 

[It's growing gory still. 
And twenty millions 'twas no higher 

Just paid the slaver's bill. 
And twenty millions curse the fire 

That burns in Luzon still.] 



When the white man governs himself, that is self-government ; 
but when he governs himself and another man, that is despotism. 
— Abraham Lincoln. 



Our reliance is in the love of liberty which God has implanted 
in us. — Abraham Lincoln. 

3}) 



MARCHING THROUGH LUZON 

Bring the worn out bugle, boys, let's sing another song, 
Sing it, Oh ! so mournfully, to tell the world we're wrong, 
Southern men can sing it too, who in the army throng, 
As we go marching through Luzon. 

Hurrah ! hurrah ! we'll kill the Tagals, see? 

Hurrah ! hurrah ! the flag won't make them free; 

So we sing the chorus from Calumpit to the sea. 

While we go marching through Luzon. 

How the Tagals scatter when they hear the doleful sound, 
What piles of rice we gobble, the commissaries found. 
How the blood of freemen reddens every inch of ground, 
As we go marching through Luzon. 

Hurrah ! hurrah ! we'll set the Tagals free. 

Hurrah ! hurrah ! our servants they shall be ; 

So we sing the chorus from Malalos to the sea. 

While we go marching through Luzon. 

We know there are honest men, filled with doleful lears, 
As they see the flag dishonored, as it hasn't been for years, 
Tell them it is useless, they may save their falling tears, 
While we go marching through Luzon. 

Hurrah ! hurrah ! a picnic it may be, 

Alas ! alas ! the end no man can see ; 

Still we sing the chorus from Malabon to the sea, 

While we go marching through Luzon. 

" Lawton's dashing Yankee boys would never reach their post' 
Said the Filopinos and it was a handsome boast. 
They thought not of our gunboats, our seasoned vet' ran host 
That we sent marching through Luzon. 

Hurrah ! hurrah ! we're on a murderous spree, 

Hurrah ! hurrah ! their red blood dyes the sea ; 

Cries of woe are reaching us, they can no longer flee. 

While we go marching through Luzon. 

So we make a thoroughfare for slavery and her train, 
Many miles in latitude and many to the main. 
Freedom flies before us, for resistance is in vain, 
While we are slaying in Luzon. 

Hurrah ! hurrah ! can such things really be? 

Hurrah ! hurrah ! does God look down and see? 

Columbia, some day He will exact return from thee 

For what thou hast done in Luzon. 

May 6th, 1899 

40 



HOOTING THE BATTLE CRY OF FREEDOM 

Though we sully our dear Hag, boys, vvt-'ll rally once again, 
Flouting our brothers' cry for freedom ; 
We will gather in Luzon, our country's (lag to stain. 
Hooting the battle cry of freedom. 

Then conquest forever. Hurrah I boys, hurrah ! 

Down with the Tagals, up with our star. 

Though we sully our dear flag, boys, rally once again, 

Hooting the battle cry of freedom. 
We're waiting for McKinley to send some thousands more. 
Flouting a brother's cry for freedom. 
They will fill up the j)laces of the brothers gone before, 
Hooting the battle cry for freedom. 

Then conquest forever. Hurrah ! boys, hurrah ! 

Murdering Tagals, red with their gore. 

Though we sully our dear flag, boys, rally once again, 

Flouting a brother's cry for freedom. 
We will welcome to our numbers all fit to fill a grave. 
Flouting our brothers' cry for freedom. 
Since the Filopino's poor, we will make of him a slave, 
Shouting the battle cry of freedom. 

Then conquest forever. Hurrah ! boys, hurrah ! 

Down with the Tagals, freemen no more. 

Though we sully our dear flag, boys, we'll rally once again, 

Hooting the Tagal's cry for freedom. 
We sprang to the call from the North, South, and West. 
Expecting an honest fight for freedom . 
Now we're exterminating men and stealing land with zest, 
Shouting the battle cry of freedom. 

Then conquest forever. Hurrah ! boys, hurrah ! 

Blotting escutcheons, the flag too, afar. 

Though we sully our dear flag, boys, rally once again, 

Hooting the batde cry for freedom. 
We are slaying men and women, murdering children, too, 
All in the sainted name of freedom. 
We'll exterminate the race (our souls in blood imbrue). 
That Yankees and the Southrons may succeed 'em. 

A pack of savage wolves, with red, capacious maws, 

We sever human hearts, we scout at human laws, 

Like jackals 'round a bone, let us rally once again. 

Grinning at the sacred name of freedom. 
Tell the story to our children assembled in our schools. 
Teach them to live and die for freedom ; 

Let our example make them knaves, all except the little fools, 
A heritage of scoundrelism deed 'em- 

A sorry set of hypocrites as the world ever saw. 

We talk of God and duty, but it's all in our jaw ; 

While there's loot and land in sight, let us rally once again, 

Profaning the sacred cause of freedom. 
May 8th, 1899 Feast of San Miguel 

41 



RELIGION 

The American Republic, unfaithful to all its most sacred tra- 
ditions of human liberty, is like a backsliding Christian, who has 
become a bond slave of Satan, a disgrace to himself, a stink in the 
nostrils of his fellow men, and an abomination in the eyes of the 
Lord. 

Our nation, together with the South, has an awful problem to 
solve, a terrible burden to carry. We cannot carry it alone; it is 
too great for us. Following the suggestions of Satan and yielding 
to our own wicked impatience, we but fasten the burden tighter 
upon ourselves and upon our children, adding doubly to its weight. 
We must cast this burden upon God. Without his aid we can 
neither carry it or rid ourselves from it. " Come unto me, all ye 
that are burdened and heavy laden, and I will refresh you." 
Hatred, antipathy, prejudice, animosity, injustice, and all unkindness 
are born of Satan, and, yielded to, will but fasten upon us a war 
of races, in which the subjugation of the weaker can only be effected 
by the stronger at the cost of every principle worth maintaining, 
through the commission of crimes so appalling that the sin-stained 
community, damned even in conquering, would realize that the life 
obtained was not worth the living. 

" Now the works of the flesh are manifest : which are fornica- 
tion, uncleanness, immodesty, luxury. 

"Idolatry, witchcraft, enmities, contentions, emulations, wrath, 
quarrels, dissensions, sects, 

"Envy, murders, drunkenness, revellings, and such like; of 
the which I foretell you, as 1 have foretold to you, that they who do 
such things shall not obtain the kingdom of God. 

"But the fruit of the Spirit is charity, joy, peace, patience, 
benignity, goodness, longanimity, 

"Mildness, faith, modesty, continence, chastity. Against 
these there is no law." — .St. Paul, Galatians, Chapter V. 

The love of God flowing into the hearts of men has softened 
the flinty rock, has purified the corrupted stream, hath enriched the 
exhausted soil, and fructified the seeds that lay dormant in the garden 
of the human heart, causing the dead valleys to becom.e green and the 
wilderness to bloom and blossom like a rose, and it can do so again. 
Let us, then, as a people turn unto our God, who alone can break 
the riveis and the fetters we have made for ourselves. He alone 
can set us free from the chains of our servitude and of the vile pas- 
sions which hold us in bondage. 

" Our father's God to thee 
Author of Liberty, 

To Thee we sing : 
Long may our land be bright 
With freedom's holy light. 
Protect us with Thy might. 

Great God, our King." 

"In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy 
Ghost. Amen." 



Robert .Stevens Pettet 



In the feast of the Most Holy Trinity 
June 3d, 1899 

42 



APPENDIX 



PROVIDENTIAL NUMBERS 

" The Lord hath nuuk' everything according to weight, number^ 
and measure." — Holy Writ. 

" Even the very hairs of your heads are numbered."— Jesus Chri.st. 
In'reading the following, refer to the numbers of the 
letters of the alphabet. 

[Note— In the near future, a vohime may be published 
to explain the meaning of the diagram on the back of this 
book, especially in it.s supernatural sense; in the meantime a 
E;— ,5 few hints will be given to show its application to this war. Its 
studv is especially recommended to the people of the American 
Republic and to the (iovernment Officials at Washington.] 

Narrative— The writer,witha friend, visited the Phila- 
delphia Navv Yard on the 2(Hh day of March, 1S98 ; the next 
3 days were 21— 22— 2;{. On the 2'lst the Maine Inquiry Board 
signed their report ; on the 22d Admiral Sicard signed it also ; 
on the 23d, it was on its way to President McKinley The 
Maine had entered Havana Harbor, J«ui« 2oth, or 22 days after 
the 3d, drawing 22 feet of water ; 22 days afterward she was 
destroved, in the 22d hour of the day. The number of her 
name was 1 ' M ; she was destroyed on the 13tli day from the 
3d (inclusive) ; 13 days, 2 hours, and 2(1 minutes before the 
close of the month, in the loOUth minute of the day, at i* 40 - 
13, according to official reports. The last three minutes pre- 
ceding her destruction were 23—22 -21 minutes of 10 (23 and 
and 10 make 33). Standing in the Navy Yard, March 20th, the 
writer was conscious of being interiorly informed that w^ar 
would be declared on the 22d of April— was looking at the 
Miantonomah at the time, which was e.Kpected to leave in a 
few days- spoke to a companion in regard to this prediction 
saying, "make a note of this. Let us see what comes of it". 
Turning .saw a large box in the yard nuni tiered 33. remarked, 
"there Ts our number, 33, which reminds me, it is 33 years since 
close of last war, and now we are going to have the cross of 
another war". The Miantonomah '■* met with an accident.and 
was detained until April 22d On that day I counted back; it 
was just 33 davs after March 20th. April 22d, wrote to Captain 
Sio-sbee, C\ S' '— 22, enclosing poem written March 17th. en- 
titled ' Set Poor vStruggling Cuba Free". After mailing the 
letter, heard that first shot had been fired that morning by a 
man said to be 33 vears of age. .striking the Buena Ventura, 
^^200 tons burden, whose capture realized $2200 i)nze money it 
was said. Note 33 and 22 are 55. I wrote Captain vSigsbee 
a 3d letter in April (though unacquainted with him), calling 
his attention to some of the numbers, especially 55, and fore- 
boding that something would happen to him on the 22d. 
He captured one of the 3 coaling vessels that were 
tryin^ to reach Cervera • in Santiago' " — 22 ; his first 
prize" June 22d, he was attacked by the Spanish Torpedo boat 
destrover Terror, and vanquished her. On the 22d of Augu.st 
in Philadelphia, he received news of honors conferred by 
Congress ■ on 22d of October, his flagship, Texas struck a 
sna" coming up the Delaware After other vessels left, it re- 
mained over Sundav 'the 22d. in the ecclesiastical calendar, 
after Pentecost 1 He subsequentlv visited the state of lexas, 
"'^ years after the author had fir.st visited that state. His two 
r^onclads Maine^\ Texas^", sum up 33. Last 3 celebraticns 
since the Centennial of the Battle of Bunker Hill 21. --. M 
Sicxsbee with the Texas, celebrates the 23d in Boston June 1 /th, 
1899, 22 years after author first resided in that city, 16-17—33. 
Thus far Sigsbee' • , and Cu ba^— 22 




i 



times 
13 



A 


1 


B 2 


M 


13 


C 3 


S 


19 


D 4 







E 5 




33 


G 7 
L 12 

33 



U 21 

V 22 
W 23 

66" 



In these 3 combinations of 12 letters 
will be found included, with few ex- 
ceptions, all leading names in the 
war. Choose a 13th letter to find 
vour omitted favored name. 



Cleopatra, first voyage , September, C\ S'9-22; changed 
name, Mohegau'^ sailed October 13th, Lost on Manacles^ -. 



9 

10 



55 



5 { Southampton'", Cherbourg^— 22 ; Manacles'^, St. An- 

5 j thony's Iviglit (Feast 13th), Pilot Boat 13, Paris first 3 minutes 

— ! en rocks, V\ P^ 1-^3, a. m., first3days, 21,22, 23 ; asYale^s, 

1'^ or 22 after the 3d ; first sighted Cervera^, at Santiago^^ — 

'", i :i2; Wise23. St. Anthony's Feast, June 13 to 20 ; Shafter ex- 

,y pedition in '98, June 13th, '99 22 days after 22d May ; Lawton's 

q desperate fight at Zapote ; terrible tornado, 12-13, New'* Rich- 

mond'", Wisconsin-' — 55; in the County of Saint'^ Croix', 
(Holy Cross! -22 ; Herman*, Nebraska'* — 22 ; Chicago^ St."* 
Paul"^, Minneapolis'^, Omaha "^ railroad — 66. 

American flag 122 years old 1777—22, adopted 23d day 
after 22d, 13 Stripes, with Georgia, 13 stars ; Uewey takes 
Manila 22 days after the 22d of July. 

Note the oft occurring S^", and C'— 22, with M'^, thus 
Spain, Cuba, McKinley — Sigsbee, Cuba, Maine— Shafter, Cuba, 
Miles— Santiago, Cervera, Alfonso. 13 Note Cape^ Verde^'' 
Islands'^ — 3-1:, deduct 1 for America, remainder 33. Cervera', 
and Villamil^'- ordered to leave on the 22d, left on the 29th of April. 

In Santiago, on 19th, first 3 days there, 21, 22, 23, from 29th, 33 days 
from 29, Schley first bombarded Cervera and struck Christobal Colon 
with a cannon ball, 33 days after date of this occurrence Schley destroys 
Cervera's fleet ; Sampson meets the cross of his life, being absent 33d day 
from taking command; 66th day from date of sailing, Cervera fleet de- 
stroyed; twice 33 or 3 times 22, or 21, 22, 23 added together —66 days there- 
after is released from captivity. His first 3 days in Spain, 21, 22, 23 of 
August. Hobson', Merrimac'^— 21 sunk on the 3d— 10 Torpedoes — 55. 
Those that failed in action, 2, 3, 4 6, 7,-22 ; out of order. 8, 9, 10; 
went off, 1. 5, — 33. Hobson 33 nights a captive. From date, Dewey 
sunk Spanish fleet at Manila to sinking of Merrimac, 33 days, 

April 19th, Congress authorizes war; May 11th, first blood shed, 
33 days intervene ; March 28th, Maine Inquiry Report given Congress; 
May ist, Dewey 'Remembers the Maine", 33 days intervene; Maine 
blown up February 15th. Consul General Lee leaves Cuba 55 days after, 
33, 22 ; 50 million dollars appropriation passed 22 days after blowing up 
of the Maine; Capt. Clark left San Francisco 19th day of 3d month— 
22, and helped to destroy Cervera's fleet which entered Santiago on the 19th 
of May, and left it July 3d— 22 ; Clark left San Francisco, 13th day be- 
fore close of month, last 3 days, reaching Key West 21, 22, 23—66, or twice 
33, or 3 times 22, or 21. 22, 23 in all. ciark given sick leave after battle, 
was 33 on list of officers. Between Battle of Manila Bay and death of 
Gridley, 33 days intervene, etc , etc. 

Order of Schley's vessels Santiago, May29— B-. I'— U ; M, 13; T-'", 
M'3— .33; V, 22. Order of American vessels, July 3— B^T- 0-22; I^ 0'\ 
I»— 33-55; small vessels, V, 22; R and G. 25, or 8 and 22, Absent New'* 
York25,39— 3 times 13. Additional. M, 13 ; E'^ and U\ 13 ; N.'* 0.l^ 29 
— 55 ; or 94 in all ; 9 and 4—13. Order of Cervera's flight, M^^ T^o. 33 ; 
V22 22; C« C^andA' 0'\ 22; P'"^ and F". 22. Last vessel destroyed 
inside of 55th mile. Neither Sampson nor Schley controlled. St. Michael 
was in command In the year 33, Chri.st^ Jesus' " — 13, our Lord, died upon 
the cross. The Maria' ' Teresa-"— 33, taken from us by the act of God, 
was found on St. Saviour's Island, where Columbus first planted the cross. 
His first 3 days there 21, 22, and 23 after the 22d. 

Navy'* U.2 1 S.'» A'— 55; U.-' S.''-* Army' audNavv'* —55; 14, 19 
—33 ; 21. 1—22. May 13 14 15, or 21, 22, 23 days after April 22d, Schley ' " 
to Cuba^ ; Spanish'* enter Curacoa' ; Spanish'-' leave Cnracoa' for San- 
tiago''* de Cuba'— 22 Sampson'", Converse'— 22. Merrimac. 13. Provi- 
dence — Positive, Acting; Negative, Permitting. Schley's first 3 days at 
Cienfuegos and Samp.son's at Havana, INIay 21. 22, 23. Sampson leaves for, 
Schley arrives at Santiago May 29th, Octave of 22. Wikoff and Egbert, of 
22d Regiment. Villamil, 22'; Varadel Rey, 22 ; Highest officers killed. 
Ellis, 'twas said, reported "2200 yards, .sir", before dying. The number 
of Spaniards returned by U.S. to' Spain between 22 and 23 000. Exact 
number 22 864—22. Last 24 hours Spanish control Santiago, noon 16th to 
noon 17th — 33, June. American Flag. 13 stripes, raised over the name 
Alfonso 13, in the 13th hour of the day. bv Meylen''. Philadelphia, June 
19th, Committee G. A. R. ,33d encampment. Vogdes, 22. Fairmount'^ Park'" 
— 22 ; Belmont Masked Robbers ; Trollev House, Belmont ; said to have 
taken #33,55,57, (33, 22—55). 

Query — Was the Robbers' Raid and methods employed, more, or less 
reprehensible than American Militarv operations in the Philippines as en- 
dorsed by the G. A. R? 33d block begins Fairniount" Park"', 22—55. 
Camp3 James'" A.' Sexton'«,33, F." P''>, 22—55. Blessed Jean of Arc was 
led to victory In- St. Michael. The number ascribed to him is 55. Why 

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was the statue of Joan of Arc placed in F.« P.'«, 22. at M3d Street (55)? 
Alfred Dreyfus (K^ letters), Devil s' Island" U, 1894 (22). vSfax. 19. 
American^, from Cape' Verde-- Islands". M -'.VA Santa' ^Cruz^ (Holy 
Cross) 22— 5r), asSt. '■' Michael'-'. Azores' .;;;> June 22d—.V). Militarism 
as rebuked by French Republic, a lesson to American Imperialists. Terra 
Cotta Works. 88d and Walnut Streets, 22 davs after the ;kl, .'{d fire. Nath- 
alie. ' * Schenck'"— ;W, June 22d. Babylon-. L ' '" I"'— 2;^. National" 
CiviP Servicei'' Reform'" Leaj,'ue' '-'— (i(C or 21 . 22. 23. Washinjrlon born 
February nth (old .style), February 22d (new style) -88 I'liiladelphia 
Record, June 22d, states Philippine war to date, cost (18 millions in money, 
664 killed, 6.5()0 wounded Can this be true ? Aji;uinaldo, Luna, Agoncillo 
— 3 names, 22 letters. 

Pingree'", Detroit*, Mich '3—83. Pest House Mass Meeting, 33d ward, 
to avoid cross. Aguinaldo' Luna' - -18. Aguinaldo born March 22d. Cavite^, 
Veijor--. His peace parley 22 days apart ; Last 8 days 21, 22. 28 May. 
In the 18th mouth from lauding Aguinaldo, Dewey leaves. Last 3 days, 
reaching Hong Kong, 21, 22, 28 ; leaves Singapore"* for Colombo^ — 22, on 
the 16tli day of 6th month— 22. M.i^ S ' " Quay' "— 49 ; 4. 9-13, 

American'. British-', and German' Consuls'*. Apia'. Samoa' "—38; 
Malietoai^ Tanu^"- 83, crowned March 22—55; bombardment March 28d. 
Philip Van Home Lausdale (22 letters) June 21, 22. 28 burial. Yale 
Gold Medal. June 28d. .\nti- Expansion orator, Carroll' Fuller" Sweet'', 
Grand' Rapids^*, Michilgfw'^— <«> ; (also 88 letters). June 22d, Zealandia— 
4.3.3_1.5-5— 12— (33). Signal'" Corps^— 22. Schley'", Chester^- 22. 
July 4th. 13 days from 22d, W (inwi M, 22 from the 13th. 

1894 — 22, writer's sister (Mary) appears to him after death, for a 
period of 17 days. First appearance, May 3d; last. May 19-22 Ap- 
parition of the Blessed Mother and the Angels, in Philadelphia, 1894 -(22), 
as recorded in the book, " Our Heavenly Mother". These are a few among 
thousands. 



AMERICAN WHITE SLAVES 

Simon Legree and Uncle Tom in the Philippines 

Marinette, Wis., Jtine 23.— Hugh D. McCoshan, for years a 
resident of this city, and now serving as sergeant in Company H., 
First South Dakota Volunteer Infantry, in the Phihppines, in aletter 
dated at Manila, May 12th, and addressed to Joseph Laurman, a 
local merchant, says : "Two days after San Fernando was taken our 
regiment had but 190 men on the line, the remainder being dead, 
sick, or wounded. General Mac Arthur complained of the number 
of men sick, other regiments being in the same shape as ours, and 
Major Potter was sent to Manila to rush men to the front. 

"Acting under instructions he sent out 108 men. Of these 30 
•A/ere unable to reach the depot, a mile distant, some of them fainting 
on the way, some 28 or 30 ultimately arriving at San Fernando m 
worse condition than when sent to Manila, the others being ordered 
back by surgeons along the line of railroad, who saw at a glance 
that they were in a precarious condition. 

" I can prove by the record of the hospital that men were ordered 
to the front whose temperature was 103 degrees, and men from other 
regiments fared no better."— From Philadelphia Record 

AVENGING BLOOD 

"The blood of the slaughtered Filipinos, the blood and the 
wasted health and life of our own soldiers is upon the heads of those 
who have undertaken to buy people in the market like sheep, or to treat 
them as lawful prisoners and booty of war, to mipose a government 
on them without their consent, and to trample under foot noi only 
the people of the Philippine Islands, but the principles upon which the 
American Republic itself rests."— Senator Hoar (Rep.), Massa- 
chusetts. 

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NOT TOO LATE 

It is not yet too late to turn from the way which leads through 
war and conquest to imperialism, to standino^ armies, to alliances 
with foreign powers, and finally to the disruption of the Union itself. 

If it is our destiny to become an empire, it is not our destiny to 
endure as a republic. Empire and imperialism are associated with 
kingly and arbitrary rule, militarism and conquest. Was not the 
Roman Empire built on the ruins of the republic ? Was it not made 
possible by the general loss of virtue and patriotism, by the luxury 
and corruption which the stolen wealth of a hundred cities had 
spread through Rome ? It is only when the inner sources of life run 
low that men rush madly to gain possession of temporal things. 

When the American people resolve not to hold what they never 
intended to take possession of they will have little difficulty in find- 
ing a solution of this Philippine difficulty. Above all, let them not 
be misled by vanity, let them not hearkieli to the siren voice of 
English flattery, let them not stop to. tliink what other nations shall 
say, but let them, as becomes a great, a free, and enlightened people, 
be self-directed, holding in view only such aims and ends as are 
wise and just and conducive to the permanent welfare and highest 
interest of the republic. — Rt. Rev. Bishop Spalding, of Peoria, 
Illinois. 



THE NATION AN ASSASSIN 

Kennett Square, Pa., June lo, 1899 — In the old Logwood 
Meeting House today, William Lloyd Garrison, the famous aboli- 
tionist, of Boston, delivered an address to the Progressive Friends, 
on " Imperialism and Betrayal of Democracy". 

He said in the course of his remarks ; "We open our morn- 
ing paper to read of atrocities in the South and in the Philippines, 
which when committed by the Turk brought horror and indigna- 
tion. Now we are a great assassin nation and the slaughter of 
patriots stains our hands. Helpless, as in a nightmare, we cry out 
in agony, and Christian ears are deaf. In hypocritically professing 
to democratize the possessions of Spain we have imperialized our- 
selves. To Aguinaldo, fighting in the same cause for which John 
Brown died, sustained by the same hopes and aspirations, our 
^sympathies are due, as were the sympathies of all lovers of liberty 
to John Brown." 



PRAYING FOR LIBERTY 

In silence and in patience we have read the news of the whole- 
sale slaughter of the children of the tropics, whose only sin seems 
to be the instinct planted deep in human nature to be free. In 
silence and in patience we have heard the cry of helpless people 
lifting mute hands to God's heavens, praymg for their life and their 
homes and their liberty. But we have come to a time when silence 
ceases to be possible and when patience can no longer be main- 
tained. — ^Jenkins Lloyd Jones. 

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NOT ENGLISH SLAVES 

What American is there who can think without indignation of 
this atrocious conspiracy against the liberties of America and the 
peace of the world? Who, retaining a vestige of regard for the 
America of Washington and Jefferson, Lincoln, Sumner, and Sew- 
ard, will not hide his face when he sees that London imperialists, 
cabling their villainous orders to America, can set our armies trt 
cutting the throats of our late allies on their own soil in order to 
give England a better base of operations against China, while, as 
the result of the same scoundrelism— for it is nothing else— English 
money is used to involve America with Germany in Samoa— not 
that there is the slightest real antagonism of interest between 
Germany and America, but because it suits England's policy in 
Africa and in China to use America as a "buffer". 

That attempted revolution has not yet succeeded. The intended 
coup d'etat has not yet been carried out. It never will be. There 
is going to be a head-breaking fight before the republic Washington 
fought for and Lincoln died for is turned over to English control. 
German-American heads may be broken in it, but they will not be 
the only ones.. — From Westliche Post, St. Louis. 



WHOLESALE SLAUGHTER 

"It is a sad way to teach a people self-government to begin by 
shooting them down by the thousands, and telling them that they 
must submit themselves unconditionally to the unknown will of 
another people on the other side of the globe. You may say the 
commission has proclaimed our good intentions. Yes, after having 
by wholesale slaughter destroyed in the unfortunate Filipinos any 
confidence they may have had in our word or our good intentions. 
Instead of giving tliem a trial at self-government, we are now fighting 
battles to destroy the government which the Filipinos have established 
for themselves. Their trusted leaders must surrender to foreign 
bayonets ; their Congress must annihilate itself, or the slaughter 
must go on. That is the aspect of -the case from the Filipino point 
of view. Try to put yourself in their place."— Rev. Dr. Lam- 
bert (Author Notes on Ingersoll), in Freeman's Journal. 

Some distribute their own goods and grow richer ; others take 
away what is not their own, and are always in w^nt.—Proverds. 

A PERVERSE heart is abominable to the Lord, and his will is in 
them that walk sincerely-— Proverds. 

In the nobler days of this great republic, it was not so much 
the fashion to speak of the expansion of the Almighty Dollar, as 
of the perpetuation of our institutions, the preservation of our 
principles, and the extension of freedom throughout the world. 

"Those who deny freedom to others deserve it not for them- 
selves {and under a just God cannot long retain zV)."— Abraham 
Lincoln. 

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WORSE THAN HYPOCRITICAL 

" /\ soldier in two wars, I am opposed to the use of the soldier 
for anything but the defence of the honor and the law of his country. 
To take up the work of destruction of human Hfe in the PhiHppines, 
where the Spaniards were by us compelled to leave off, is revolting 
to our sense of right; to civilize them with the sword and cannon 
is contrary to modern ideas of philanthropy. And such benevolent 
assimilation is worse than hypocritical, and has not even the element 
of national advantage to recommend it." — Major Daly, of Gen. 
Miles' Staff. 



GIVES THE LIE TO OUR PROFESSIONS 
FOR 123 YEARS 

We may crush them, bring them to their knees, and still eternal 
right and justice are on their side, and sooner or later we must suffer 
the consequences of our criminal aggression. For our war against 
the Filipinos gives the lie to our professions and history for 123 
years ; it repudiates the principles of our declaration of independ- 
ence; it condemns the guiding motives of our war of emancipation ; 
it undermines the groundwork of our national ezistence ; it is op- 
posed to the teachings of Washington, of Jefferson, and of our 
own immortal Lincoln. — Sigmund Zeisler. 



A WAR OF CONQUEST 

We deny that the United States possesses, or ever has pos- 
sessed the Philippines. The people who have them are not our 
subjects, and not in rebellion. Our war against them is a war of 
conquest. The greatest service we can render to civilization is to 
show we can respect the rights of man. 

We are asked what the United States can do under the unfor- 
tunate conditions that now exist. We cannot return the Philippines 
to Spain. We cannot surrender them to any European or Asiatic 
state, or allow them to be treated as a football among nations. But 
the United States can put an end to the war of conquest by suspending 
hostilities, by declaring to the nations that it assumes a protectorate 
of the Philippine Islands against foreign aggression, and by calling 
upon the natives to establish their own internal government. — Henry 
Wade Rogers. 



He that oppresseth the poor to increase his riches shall himself 
give to one that is richer and be in need. — Proverbs. 



There is a way which seemeth just to a man, but the end 
thereof leads to death. — Proverbs. 



Every way of a man seemeth right unto himself, but the Lord 
weigheth the hearts. — Proverbs. 



Better is the poor man walking in simplicity than the rich in 
crooked ways. — Proverbs. 

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A PRAYER FOR OUR NATIVE LAND 

Holy Mother, through whom God, assuming humanity, willed 
to make Himself visible to His creatures. Thou who under the 
title of " The Immaculate Conception", hast been, by the Church 
of the Living God, appointed heavenly patroness of this land. 
Thou whose efficacious aid has been so wonderfully manifested to 
us during our war for Cuba, by the signal success of our arms dur- 
ing the seasons of thy sacred feasts*, abandon not our land, now 
that its rulers and people, swollen with pride and the desire for 
aggrandisement, have become forgetful of the blessings of God, 
and the sacred rights of humanity; intercede with thy Divine Son 
for us, from whom by thy free and meritorious cooperation thou 
derivest power, honor, and dignity. Amen. 

June i6th, 1896 Octave Feast of the Sacred Heart 

A PRAYER FOR OUR MISGUIDED COUNTRY 

O great St. Anthony, friend of struggling souls, and opposer 
of tyrants, with increasing faith America responds to thy love. From 
the North to the South, from the East to the West, an immense 
multitude lift up their hearts with gratitude, and pour forth pagans 
of praise to thee. Everywhere invoked, thy shrines are wondrous- 
ly multiplied. In the little chapel resting in the valleys; on the 
cloud kissed mountain tops ; on the pebbly shores, laved by the 
blue waters of sea and lakes ; wherever the cross points heaven- 
ward, unceasingly thy marvelous favors are recounted. Thy power 
is great with Almighty God. We commend to thee our native 
land. Lucifer setks to destroy it. He infuses that pride which 
proved his ruin into our souls to lead us to destruction. O great 
St. Anthony, come to the rescue of the land of Columbus and of 
Washington. Restorer of lost things, obtain from Almighty God 
through thy powerful intercession, that the lost honor and true 
glory of our land, the lost sense of righteousness and of justice, of 
manly self respect, of humanity, and of fairness may be restored to 
our people ; that the spirit of the Christ bearing Columbus may be 
infused into our hearts ; and that our arms, turned aside from the 
service of Satan, may become consecrated to the service of God, 
and the preservation of the Rights of Man. In the name of the 
Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Amt-n. 

June 15th, 1899 In the Feast of St. Anthony 

Thou shalt provide out of all the people able men, such as fear 
God, men of truth, hating covetousness, and place such over them 
to be rulers. — Exodus 18 : 21. 



*Feasts of Our Lord and His Blessed Mother. Events are referred 
to as occurring within the Octaves of the Feasts. 

Espousals, B. V. M , Sigsbee and the Maine to Cuba. Annunci- 
ation, B. V. M , Maine Inquiry Report. Our Lady of Good Counsel, 
Dewev and Manila May — Alonth of Mary ; Dewey destroys Spanish fleet, 
Sampson bombards San Juan. vScliley on Feast of Out Lady Help of 
Orr?.s/z'a«^ (May 24th). discovers Cervera is not in Cienfuegos. and sails 
for Santiago ; bombards Cervera May 31st damaging the Christobal Colon, 
June 1st - Our Lady of Grace ; Sampson and squadron arrive at Santiago. 
Hobson and crew preserved, June 3d July 2d — Visitation, B. V. M. ; 
Seige of Santiago ; 3d, defeat of Cervera. i6th— Our Lady Mt. Carniel ; 
Spanish surrender settled upon ; 17th, Santiago occupied. August Trans- 
figuration of our Lord ; Peace Protocol signed ; Spanish surrender 
Manila. Assumption, B. V. M. ; Manila in possession of Americans. 
Our Lady of Ransom ; Peace Commission, Paris. Patronage, B V. M. ; 
Date of Spanish departure from Cuba announced. Immaculati' Concep- 
tion of the Blessed Virgin Mary ; Patronal feast of the United vStates De- 
cember 7th-i5lh ; Peace Treaty signed Paris. Piasfication, B V. M ; 
February, 1899, Aguinaldo checks rapacious Ameriran Imperialism. Our 
Lady of Good Counsel : Peace overtures and temporary cessation of hos- 
tilities. May — Month of Mary ; Renewal of Peace overtures ; Dewey 
leaves Manila. 



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